[Chorus: SoFaygo]
(Sweet) I had to boss up, boss up nigga (Yeah), diamonds straight up out the rough nigga
I can't be touched, we letting that choppa line him up nigga (Yeah)
She in love with my songs, I fuck her all night long (Yeah)
She gon' text me crying why she can't get a phone call (Huh)
Walk up in a nigga spot (Yeah), we 'bout to clear the whole thing out nigga (Yeah)
She in love with me and she gon' go down without a doubt nigga (Uh, huh)
And all this money (Yeah), I love to count nigga (Yeah), thumb it, thumb it out nigga (Yeah)
All these racks on my team (Yeah), we ain't never seen a fucking drought nigga (Yeah)
[Verse 1: SYEKO]
(Baow, huh) Shorty wan' fuck with a dope boy (Huh)
Hе run up, we leaving him cold boy (On God)
I switch out the Glock in a Rolls Roycе (Skrrt)
I-I don't be checking my phone now
I suck all the Perc, I got no choice (Perc, yeah)
He came to the spot with a hundred thou'
And he gon' be leaving a broke boy (Yeah, bah)
Huh, boy, boy
Tattoos on her body, she a work of art
I push a bitch that's push to start (Fah)
Complications after dark
I'm movin' like a movie star (Fah-fah)
I'm sippin' Yak for the good of it (Bah)
Put it back there, quarter milli' it (Bah)
If we don't see blood then we spin the kid, I'm the reason you needed some Ritalin
Mob ties, fuck a middleman
You talk about it, I live it man (Yeah)
I be the best like a gentleman, turn it up, top out the minivan (Bah)
Yeah (Huh), boss up, boss up (Pop)
That .223 with the red beam, kick that 'fore my eye bust
That VETEMENTS on my (Bag), I don't shop at ISIS
Lil' Faygo got that (Yeah), y'all don't want no problems (Fah-fah)
(Sweet) I had to boss up, boss up nigga (Yeah), diamonds straight up out the rough nigga
I can't be touched, we letting that choppa line him up nigga (Yeah)
She in love with my songs, I fuck her all night long (Yeah)
She gon' text me crying why she can't get a phone call (Huh)
Walk up in a nigga spot (Yeah), we 'bout to clear the whole thing out nigga (Yeah)
She in love with me and she gon' go down without a doubt nigga (Uh, huh)
And all this money (Yeah), I love to count nigga (Yeah), thumb it, thumb it out nigga (Yeah)
All these racks on my team (Yeah), we ain't never seen a fucking drought nigga (Yeah)
[Verse 1: SYEKO]
(Baow, huh) Shorty wan' fuck with a dope boy (Huh)
Hе run up, we leaving him cold boy (On God)
I switch out the Glock in a Rolls Roycе (Skrrt)
I-I don't be checking my phone now
I suck all the Perc, I got no choice (Perc, yeah)
He came to the spot with a hundred thou'
And he gon' be leaving a broke boy (Yeah, bah)
Huh, boy, boy
Tattoos on her body, she a work of art
I push a bitch that's push to start (Fah)
Complications after dark
I'm movin' like a movie star (Fah-fah)
I'm sippin' Yak for the good of it (Bah)
Put it back there, quarter milli' it (Bah)
If we don't see blood then we spin the kid, I'm the reason you needed some Ritalin
Mob ties, fuck a middleman
You talk about it, I live it man (Yeah)
I be the best like a gentleman, turn it up, top out the minivan (Bah)
Yeah (Huh), boss up, boss up (Pop)
That .223 with the red beam, kick that 'fore my eye bust
That VETEMENTS on my (Bag), I don't shop at ISIS
Lil' Faygo got that (Yeah), y'all don't want no problems (Fah-fah)
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