Faneto lyrics

[Intro]
Gang gang, Blood Gang
You know how I'm rocking, like cut off stockings, man
Keep kush in my pocket, all designer get your grind up, n*gga
Gang, gang gang
Blood n*gga, Blood n*gga, Blood n*gga
Gang gang, bang, ayy, ayy

[Chorus]
We some gorillas and we come to shoot
Finna pull up in a coupe
When we drop the windows, guns they aiming at you
You's a ho, n*gga, blow, n*gga
Pull up on your block, we gonna score, n*gga
Dough, n*gga, move, n*gga, 30 can get blowed, n*gga, ayy
Your ass what I smoke, n*gga
Smoke you out my Porsche, this not no rental, n*gga
How you balling, mane, and you broke?
I just hit a stain faneto

[Verse 1]
This ain't what you want, how you running through it?
f*ck all the Tweets and Instagram and let's get to it
30K in my pockets how I do it
Chicago n*ggas sneak dissing all in they music
While we not in Chicago n*ggas better abuse it
Because when the Glo come back, we gon' start shooting movies
Not the movie screen Jim's and Spike Lee be shooting
Them Glocks been jamming so we pulling up with Rugers
Off this drank I feel like Future, Hallelujah
Pull up on an opp
Catch him, I'm a screw him
Run up on me for a show, 10K, I'ma do it
Catch your b*tch outside the club, inside my whip, I'm a do her
[Chorus]
We some gorillas and we come to shoot
Finna pull up in a coupe
When we drop the windows, guns they aiming at you
You's a ho, n*gga, blow, n*gga
Pull up on your block, we gonna score, n*gga
Dough, n*gga, move, n*gga, 30 can get blowed, n*gga, ayy
Your ass what I smoke, n*gga
Smoke you out my Porsche, this not no rental, n*gga
How you balling, mane, and you broke?
I just hit a stain faneto

[Verse 2]
f*ck New Jersey, man, I'm on Chicago
On insane, take him out his shirt like Petey Pablo
Make it rain, hollow tips, now I call them dalos
Mr. Pain, on St. Lawrence pulling up in Tahoes
Let it bang
We on So Block, b*tch, that's Glo Block, we there everyday, n*gga
You're more than welcome to come here
Just know you gonna get slain, n*gga
Finger f*ck her out her name then she gonna get played, n*gga
Treat that b*tch like NCAA, don't know the thang, n*gga, ayy
And I'm riding with my Glo's ain't talking Drake
I ain't in here with my woes and with my bros
Strip club, b*tch, we in here with our rolls and our poles
We the Glo
Any n*gga know, he can get exposed, ayy
[Chorus]
We some gorillas and we come to shoot
Finna pull up in a coupe
When we drop the windows, guns they aiming at you
You's a ho, n*gga, blow, n*gga
Pull up on your block, we gonna score, n*gga
Dough, n*gga, move, n*gga, 30 can get blowed, n*gga, ayy
Your ass what I smoke, n*gga
Smoke you out my Porsche, this not no rental, n*gga
How you balling, mane, and you broke?
I just hit a stain faneto