Fanned Out
Yo, let's go
Man, when I say I'm the biggest, that I mean that she disrespectfully it, man
I'm talking about I say that shit wit'
So much conviction, cause I know it's real
Ay, ay, ay, I been having motion, it's amazing how I stand out
H-B-C-U-M-A-C, you know I bring the bands out
Stepped on everyone to get right here, ain't take no hand out
No I don't wanna fuck on your lil' hoe, I know she fanned out
Bowls on bowls on bowls on bowls, I keep on breaking strands out
Heard they praying on my downfall, you see how that shit panned out
Asking for cheese ain't on your knees, now hoe, you know you ran out
Manifest my destiny, exactly how I planned out
They like danger, your time coming, I swear that shit make me laugh
2012, servin slab, in my trap house doing math
A hoe buy zaxby's wit her money, but want me to feed her crab
I could walk in any corner store and put shit on my tab
Put that grown man in the wood, this Gelato 33
Can't be from the streets, of Blytheville, you say you ain't heard of me
And I'm moving like the president, can't let you murder me
I can smell when it's a rat, and I ain't never heard it squeak
My lil' niggas love to tweak, they gon' step on shit for thrill
I been keeping this shit meek, all I need now is a mill
I'ma keep it in the street, but we can take it to the field
With some country boys from Arkansas, that shoot like Desi Sills
I been having motion, it's amazing how I stand out
H-B-C-U-M-A-C, you know I bring the bands out
Stepped on everyone to get right here, ain't take no hand out
No I don't wanna fuck on your lil' hoe, I know she fanned out
Bows on, bows on, bows on, bows, I keep on breaking strands out
Heard they praying on my downfall, you see how that shit panned out
Asking for cheese ain't on your knees, now hoe you know you ran out
Manifest my destiny, exactly how I planned out
With some country boys from Arkansas, that slam like Malik Monk
Take some lingo from 0-4, you know these niggas done got me crunk
I been front street trapping, repping Gwalla Gang straight from the jump
Niggas whispering my name and I can't wait to leave'em slump
Run this bitch like Forrest Gump, niggas actin' Tom Hanks
Niggas always got opinions, never money in the bank
I drop six up in the liter, this a thousand dollar drank
Burnt the head, then I fled, heard that lil' hoe' pussy's stank
I ain't never like you niggas, I can't even front my move
Niggas think I'm banging Hoover, why I finally caught my groove
I hit any hoe I choose, K.8. put shit on the news
Let your family view the body since you're dying for some views, nigga!
I been having motion, it's amazing how I stand out
H-B-C-U-M-A-C, you know I bring the bands out
Stepped on everyone to get right here, ain't take no hand out
No I don't want fuck on your lil' hoe, I know she fanned out
Bowls on bowls on bowls on bowls, I keep on breaking strands out
Heard they praying on my downfall, you see how this shit panned out
Asking for cheese ain't on your knees, now hoe you know you ran out
Manifest my destiny, exactly how I planned out
Let go
I been having motion, it's amazing how I stand out
H-B-C-U-M-A-C, you know I bring the bands out
Stepped on everyone to get right here, ain't take no hand out
No I don't want fuck on your lil' hoe, I know she fanned out
Man, when I say I'm the biggest, that I mean that she disrespectfully it, man
I'm talking about I say that shit wit'
So much conviction, cause I know it's real
Ay, ay, ay, I been having motion, it's amazing how I stand out
H-B-C-U-M-A-C, you know I bring the bands out
Stepped on everyone to get right here, ain't take no hand out
No I don't wanna fuck on your lil' hoe, I know she fanned out
Bowls on bowls on bowls on bowls, I keep on breaking strands out
Heard they praying on my downfall, you see how that shit panned out
Asking for cheese ain't on your knees, now hoe, you know you ran out
Manifest my destiny, exactly how I planned out
They like danger, your time coming, I swear that shit make me laugh
2012, servin slab, in my trap house doing math
A hoe buy zaxby's wit her money, but want me to feed her crab
I could walk in any corner store and put shit on my tab
Put that grown man in the wood, this Gelato 33
Can't be from the streets, of Blytheville, you say you ain't heard of me
And I'm moving like the president, can't let you murder me
I can smell when it's a rat, and I ain't never heard it squeak
My lil' niggas love to tweak, they gon' step on shit for thrill
I been keeping this shit meek, all I need now is a mill
I'ma keep it in the street, but we can take it to the field
With some country boys from Arkansas, that shoot like Desi Sills
I been having motion, it's amazing how I stand out
H-B-C-U-M-A-C, you know I bring the bands out
Stepped on everyone to get right here, ain't take no hand out
No I don't wanna fuck on your lil' hoe, I know she fanned out
Bows on, bows on, bows on, bows, I keep on breaking strands out
Heard they praying on my downfall, you see how that shit panned out
Asking for cheese ain't on your knees, now hoe you know you ran out
Manifest my destiny, exactly how I planned out
With some country boys from Arkansas, that slam like Malik Monk
Take some lingo from 0-4, you know these niggas done got me crunk
I been front street trapping, repping Gwalla Gang straight from the jump
Niggas whispering my name and I can't wait to leave'em slump
Run this bitch like Forrest Gump, niggas actin' Tom Hanks
Niggas always got opinions, never money in the bank
I drop six up in the liter, this a thousand dollar drank
Burnt the head, then I fled, heard that lil' hoe' pussy's stank
I ain't never like you niggas, I can't even front my move
Niggas think I'm banging Hoover, why I finally caught my groove
I hit any hoe I choose, K.8. put shit on the news
Let your family view the body since you're dying for some views, nigga!
I been having motion, it's amazing how I stand out
H-B-C-U-M-A-C, you know I bring the bands out
Stepped on everyone to get right here, ain't take no hand out
No I don't want fuck on your lil' hoe, I know she fanned out
Bowls on bowls on bowls on bowls, I keep on breaking strands out
Heard they praying on my downfall, you see how this shit panned out
Asking for cheese ain't on your knees, now hoe you know you ran out
Manifest my destiny, exactly how I planned out
Let go
I been having motion, it's amazing how I stand out
H-B-C-U-M-A-C, you know I bring the bands out
Stepped on everyone to get right here, ain't take no hand out
No I don't want fuck on your lil' hoe, I know she fanned out
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