Faneto (Trap Symphony Version) Chief Keef

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[Intro]
Ayy, ayy
Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy
Gas what I smoke (Fuck, haha, [?], ayy)
No, you can't get no money, you s-

[Chorus]
Gorilla in a fuckin' coupe, finna pull up to the zoo, nigga
Who, nigga? Who the fuck is you? I don't know, nigga
No, nigga, pull up on your block, we gon' blow, nigga
Go, nigga, run, nigga, run for the po', nigga (Ayy, [?])
Gas what I smoke, nigga
Feds at my door, out the window, nigga
No, you can't get no money, silly ho (Ayy, ayy)
I just hit a stain, faneto (Ayy)

[Post-Chorus]
Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, faneto

[Verse 1]
Talkin' out his neck, pistol to his throat (Ayy)
If I blow this motherfucker, he gon' choke (Ayy, [?])
On the ground, on the floor (Ayy)
Someone pick him up, please take him to the morgue (Ayy, [?])
(Ayy) I'm ridin' through New York (Ayy, [?])
Finna go and shoot New Jersey up (Ayy)
[] tryna take my chain, I ain't goin' (Ayy)
We gon' come and blow New Jersey up (Ayy, ayy)
You want something hurried up? (Bang, nigga)
Boy, who you tryna to rob? Bitch, we 30'd up (Ayy)
I just left Wokcano, bitch, I'm Curry'd up (Curry'd up, gang, gang)
And I got cheese in my pockets, Velveeta (Ayy)