[Intro]
Falayoo
Falayoo, Falayoo, Falayoo, Falayoo (Bow)
Look, you know the, you know the drill
Eli Fross
Gllt
Bang
[Verse 1]
Y’all niggas be trynna compete with me, but I gotta get to the lovely bag
Since I was young couldn’t eat for free, so why do you think imma share that bag?
Got dream for the money, to bag the honeys, my mom’s been on a mission (Boom Boom Boom)
If you ain't talking the bag, the honeys, the racks, the [?]
[Chorus 1]
What you know ‘bout running from the spins? (Glllt)
Mommy crying, infants in the crib (Boom)
Breaking doors, looking for our shit
Sorry kids, but daddy missed the rent (Bang Bang Bang)
[Verse 2]
Eli Fross man I’m back again, don’t talk to no cops keep guns in the mattresses
Say he young moving packs and shit
Deli said stay low, get back on this rapping shit (Dummy)
But I ain’t no average kid
Became a bully in the streets I’m a branch from an average twig
In this life ain’t no acting shit (Gllt)
You can die from this shit B.O.A. who you makkin with
Your bitch wanna suck for the come up, she think that I’m gunnin, the way that I show the drip
This nigga a broke, he a runner, he don’t get no cheddar from moving the [?] and shit
Falayoo
Falayoo, Falayoo, Falayoo, Falayoo (Bow)
Look, you know the, you know the drill
Eli Fross
Gllt
Bang
[Verse 1]
Y’all niggas be trynna compete with me, but I gotta get to the lovely bag
Since I was young couldn’t eat for free, so why do you think imma share that bag?
Got dream for the money, to bag the honeys, my mom’s been on a mission (Boom Boom Boom)
If you ain't talking the bag, the honeys, the racks, the [?]
[Chorus 1]
What you know ‘bout running from the spins? (Glllt)
Mommy crying, infants in the crib (Boom)
Breaking doors, looking for our shit
Sorry kids, but daddy missed the rent (Bang Bang Bang)
[Verse 2]
Eli Fross man I’m back again, don’t talk to no cops keep guns in the mattresses
Say he young moving packs and shit
Deli said stay low, get back on this rapping shit (Dummy)
But I ain’t no average kid
Became a bully in the streets I’m a branch from an average twig
In this life ain’t no acting shit (Gllt)
You can die from this shit B.O.A. who you makkin with
Your bitch wanna suck for the come up, she think that I’m gunnin, the way that I show the drip
This nigga a broke, he a runner, he don’t get no cheddar from moving the [?] and shit
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