Fasho lyrics

Intro: [1k] uh we outside wit it, man that boy a b*tch. Y'all know how we comin'

Where the opps at I know that they be hiding yeah tell him spin the block lil Brodie got the chop he flip the whip, geekin' off the percs I swear to God man this sh*t got me sick. I got so much money in my pocket call it dog sh*t. If we spin the block lil bro you know you gone get hit too much f and n's and choppas let me add another glit I ain't askin' for no pus*y I just wantchu suck the di*k me and gang we all slidin we just known for takin' risk. Skirt off in the Benz might as well just take ya b*tch smokin' on that n*gga chip, my killas be killas I send my n*gga Kai to do a hit. Rollin' up that za pack lil n*gga come try that flaa flaa he ain't make it back. My Soulja's be killas so you know thеy down just to catch a hat. n*ggas y'all be pus*y y'all ain't really in the mix, ain't no timе for switchin' on that set boy you still gettin' hit and you ran from the gang why yo stupid ass trip, [4kkrashoutt verse] he keep dissin' on the gang but I heard that he a snitch, tbh I think he mad cause u keep f*ckin' his b*tch the pus*y n*gga tired to run but he ain't know I had a switch I walked him down I'm standin' over and I hit em in his sh*t, I was lurkin' on his page so I know he got a stick hit him up I was like trade's but I'm slimy as a b*tch 2.23 it hit his brain now the n*gga dumb as sh*t and they stopped spinnin' in the cars cause that sh*t always get flipped, call up bro tell that n*gga that we got a f*ckin' lick but he ain't come cause that n*gga always comin' up on sticks wipe his nose it start runnin' I thought that n*gga was sick catch a f*ck n*gga lackin' I'ma hit em in his sh*t, hold up, uhh let me switch the flow up boy once I drop this song I might just f*ck around and blow up. He keep dissin' on the net I shot that n*gga from the nose up, he keep dissin' in them songs I left that n*gga wit his toes up. Hold up I told that n*gga keep his pole tuck, I took that n*gga down I left that b*tch n*gga wit no buck's he was spinnin' on my block and then that pus*y n*gga froze up. I was aimin' at his head I left that n*gga wit a low cut