Fast sh*t lyrics

by

Lil Zay Osama


[Intro]
([?], is that you?)
Uh, uh, uh (Ryda, what you cookin' up?)
You already know what the f*ck goin' on, n*gga, whole lot of gang sh*t in this b*tch, n*gga
Foenem really CrossWestern with it
Don't come across this b*tch, get your ass hit up
Gang, gang, gang

[Chorus]
Lil' foenem in all type of fast sh*t (All type of fast sh*t)
Shorty got away, we damn near had him (We damn near had him)
We threw at an opp, he on the band, the police grabbed him (The police grabbed him)
I'm two steps ahead, I got your homie and we signed him (And we signed him)
This ain't Africa, I'ma get some blood for every diamond
If we did it to that n*gga, I ain't the type to hidе it
I ain't just no rapper, I be in them trеnches slidin'
I'm one of them ones that get a call and get it handled (And get it handled)
I'm one of them ones, the feds come up when they grab him (Come here, come here)

[Verse]
Even though I did this sh*t smart (Did this sh*t smart)
I done did too much for n*ggas, I just hope they ass don't talk
I done did too much for n*ggas, I just hope the opps got heart (The opps got heart)
I done did too many drugs, I just hope my heart don't stop
I just need me a hug, I done lost my homie now
I could go broke today, I bet I still won't snake my homie out
I get a call today and I bet I still don't slime my homie out
They investigated the opps and they never let my homie out
We got all type of Gens
I only be around my n*ggas, you got all type of friends
You just wanna be around a n*gga, you'll get slimed out
He ain't blow when they slid, he on timeout (Shh, let's get it)
You think this sh*t sweet, well, come CrossWestern, you gon' find out (Grrah, grrah, grrah, grrah, grrah)
[Chorus]
Lil' foenem in all type of fast sh*t (All type of fast sh*t)
Shorty got away, we damn near had him
We threw at an opp, he on the band, the police grabbed him
I'm two steps ahead, I got your homie and we signed him
This ain't Africa, I'ma get some blood for every diamond
If we did it to that n*gga, I ain't the type to hide it
I ain't just no rapper, I be in them trenches slidin'
I'm one of them ones that get a call and get it handled
I'm one of them ones, the feds come up when they grab him (Come here, come here)

[Outro]
Get your b*tch ass down, n*gga, you already know what the f*ck time it is
Grrah, grrah, grrah, grrah, grrah
Not that grr, uh
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