Fuego
Yh
Bad man ting when we step we step
No long talk
Fuck whoever they be saying is next
If it ain't Fuego then they just playing
Run up on me
You gon see what I'm saying
I'm badder than bad
Close the matter
Lyrics wey tie wrapper come add gele
I'm taking what comes with the cheques
Cos if I fall down the pussys go flex
So I stay killing them with my success
Fuck whoever they be saying is next
If it ain't Fuego then they just playing
Run up on me you go see what I'm saying
I gat lotta money like the boss of a lottery
Hella bitches like I'm running a company
This ain't no pimping I'm playa for real
Too playa for real
Shawty told me that she loves
The way I rhyme my shit
Make her wanna show her new panties
I get money to kill and money to fetch
Money on me I be feeling so great
I feel like I'm Tony
I'm moving like Nip
Zero phonies I'm allergic to snitches
I'm straight to the point
Killers in packs
I call all the shots
Don't need no help
My neck dey ache
But my diamonds dey flex
My catalogue flips
So fuck it I'm blessed
Fuck it I'm blessed
Yh yh
Fuck whoever they be saying is next
If it ain't Fuego
Then they just playing
Run up on me
You gon see what I'm saying
I'm badder than bad
Close the matter
Lyrics wey tie wrapper come add gele
I'm taking what comes with the cheques
Cos if I fall down the pussys go flex
So I stay killing them with my success
Fuck whoever they be saying is next
If it ain't Fuego
Then they just playing
Run up on me
You gon see what I'm saying
Fuck whoever they be saying is next
If it ain't Fuego
Then they just playing
Run up on me
You gon see what I'm saying
I'm badder than bad
Close the matter
Lyrics wey tie wrapper
Come add ge le
I'm taking what comes with the cheques
Cos if I fall down the pussys go flex
So I stay killing them with my success
Fuck whoever they be saying is next
If it ain't Fuego then they just playing
Run up on me
you gon see what I'm saying
I got hustler money
They got daddy money
Tryna flex on me?
You must be out your mind
Cos I'm fucking on bitches
As sexy as Lupita
Why the fuck I gotta flex on a bitch nigga
Check it
I do shows after shows to the hoes
Then I'm back to the lab
If I catch a nigga hating
He gon end in a trash
Fuck whoever they be saying is next
If it ain't Fuego then they just playing
Run up on me
You gon see what I'm saying
I'm badder than bad
Close the matter
Lyrics wey tie wrapper come wear?
Gele
Bad man ting when we step we step
No long talk
Fuck whoever they be saying is next
If it ain't Fuego then they just playing
Run up on me
You gon see what I'm saying
I'm badder than bad
Close the matter
Lyrics wey tie wrapper come add gele
I'm taking what comes with the cheques
Cos if I fall down the pussys go flex
So I stay killing them with my success
Fuck whoever they be saying is next
If it ain't Fuego then they just playing
Run up on me you go see what I'm saying
I gat lotta money like the boss of a lottery
Hella bitches like I'm running a company
This ain't no pimping I'm playa for real
Too playa for real
Shawty told me that she loves
The way I rhyme my shit
Make her wanna show her new panties
I get money to kill and money to fetch
Money on me I be feeling so great
I feel like I'm Tony
I'm moving like Nip
Zero phonies I'm allergic to snitches
I'm straight to the point
Killers in packs
I call all the shots
Don't need no help
My neck dey ache
But my diamonds dey flex
My catalogue flips
So fuck it I'm blessed
Fuck it I'm blessed
Yh yh
Fuck whoever they be saying is next
If it ain't Fuego
Then they just playing
Run up on me
You gon see what I'm saying
I'm badder than bad
Close the matter
Lyrics wey tie wrapper come add gele
I'm taking what comes with the cheques
Cos if I fall down the pussys go flex
So I stay killing them with my success
Fuck whoever they be saying is next
If it ain't Fuego
Then they just playing
Run up on me
You gon see what I'm saying
Fuck whoever they be saying is next
If it ain't Fuego
Then they just playing
Run up on me
You gon see what I'm saying
I'm badder than bad
Close the matter
Lyrics wey tie wrapper
Come add ge le
I'm taking what comes with the cheques
Cos if I fall down the pussys go flex
So I stay killing them with my success
Fuck whoever they be saying is next
If it ain't Fuego then they just playing
Run up on me
you gon see what I'm saying
I got hustler money
They got daddy money
Tryna flex on me?
You must be out your mind
Cos I'm fucking on bitches
As sexy as Lupita
Why the fuck I gotta flex on a bitch nigga
Check it
I do shows after shows to the hoes
Then I'm back to the lab
If I catch a nigga hating
He gon end in a trash
Fuck whoever they be saying is next
If it ain't Fuego then they just playing
Run up on me
You gon see what I'm saying
I'm badder than bad
Close the matter
Lyrics wey tie wrapper come wear?
Gele
Credits
Writer(s): Philip Peterson
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