fafafa lyrics
by 1crusafix
[Intro]
(I love you, I love you brokitz)
(I love you kitz), (I love kitz)
[Chorus: kitz]
Choppa hit 'em, it go fa-fa-fa-fa
A-and when you talkin' it's like blah, blah, blah, blah
B-b-bbno$ with the la-la-la-la
A-ain't with the gang, yeah you not us
And yeah, you kicked out, tell me, what is this 'bout?
I-i-ice on me, yeah, I got my wrist out, u-up in my closet
And get the drip out, yeah I stand tall a-a-and you sit down
[Verse 1: kitz]
Looking up to me, I-I don't care 'bout what you think
I'm with my bros making money
They be like "Kitz why you stunting?" Yeah, and I don't know
Probably 'cause I be making all of this dough
And I be running to the cash, b*tch I go
Talking down, we send 'em to the queen
And I'm like what the f*ck you mean?
Shoutout oxxy, one, two, three, and yeah, we slide with .223's
And I'm still hot when it's two degrees
And yeah, she be begging when she on her knees b*tch
I don't really need this, I-I don't really need you up in my life
And even tho we ain't in England, b*tch I'll slide with a knife
I-I-I be f*ckin' on ya' hoe, yeah, going all night
Oppositions out the way, yeah, yeah, they outta sight, oh my god
[Verse 2: 1crusafix]
Choppa going fafa, smokin' on that zaza
Copy paste, copy paste, now they call me papa
Yeah, I'm with kitz, that's my motherf*ckin' twizzwald
Talking on the gang, choppa hit 'em like an 8-ball
Hit him with a choppa, ridin' in a Tonka
Blood up on my shirt, looking like it is Sriracha
Gunshot, gunshot, you can hear that (Uhh)
Bloodshot, bloodshot, smokin' on that za-a
[Chorus: kitz]
Choppa hit 'em, it go fa-fa-fa-fa
A-and when you talkin' it's like blah, blah, blah, blah
B-b-bbno$ with the la-la-la-la
A-ain't with the gang, yeah you not us
And yeah, you kicked out, tell me, what is this 'bout?
I-i-ice on me, yeah, I got my wrist out, u-up in my closet
And get the drip out, yeah I stand tall a-a-and you sit down