[Intro]
(Faygo)
Fah, fah, fah, fah
(Yung Brando on the beat)
Fbee
[Chorus]
Fu-fu-fuck all this fightin' shit, girl, come over
You lookin' too good, can I bend you over?
Is shit understood?
Nigga dumb as hell, he don't think I got blower on me
Boy, I wish that you would
[Verse 1]
Finna go vacay, yeah, I need lil' chill
All I do is make pape', it's my number one skill
I shoot from the three like Steph Curry
Boy, you shoot from the three like Shaquille O'Neal
I took them Skims off her, fuck her real good
Hit her with the dick, lil' shawty shook
Fans want a pic, I just signed a book
That Glock hit a nigga, make 'em take foot
[Hook]
Bro-brownskin thing, she all that I want
Brownskin thing, she all that I want
Let's go rock shit, hit Saint Laurent
Shawty a dime piece, fire like my blunt (Huh)
Brownskin thing, shе all that I want
Bro-brownskin thing, she all that I want
Let's go rock shit, hit Saint Laurent
Shawty a dimе piece, fire like my blunt
[Verse 2]
Niggas tryna go up for a stunt
Niggas talkin' 'bout smoke, that's somethin' they don't want
Niggas try out backdoor, get shot in the front
I-I call my shooter, we go for a hunt
What you think brand new, been did, been done
Tryna switch on the crew, boy, you know you my son
Most you niggas a joke like pun
I hit yo' bitch from the back, give me throat when she done
Huh, this what they want?
Yeah, this what they want?
This shit easy for me like I'm chosen
I-I whip fire out everyone frozen
Good J, sheets and funnel, this shit mokin'
Go-go-good day, MP7 what I'm fucking totin'
Four of that Tris, drop, potion
Look at my wristwatch, token
I pull up, got her legs open
Your mans got caught up stroafin' (On God)
Yeah
[Chorus]
Fu-fu-fuck all this fightin' shit, girl, come over
You lookin' too good, can I bend you over?
Is shit understood?
Nigga dumb as hell, he don't think I got blower on me
Boy, I wish that you would