[$oFaygo] Hell nah, fuck that fuckin´ Slay, huh I´ll beat your ho back in broad day (Yeah) Boy, you got robbed, called the cops on Jay Boy, you gon´ make me put that heat to your face (Brree) I be with the real street niggas, huh (Bitch) He better stay in his place (Do it) If you ain´t got a gangster bone in your body If you really with it then let´s make it shake
[$oFaygo] Lil´ boy, you a junkie, said, lil´ boy you a junkie (Yeah)
We up that stick on this light-skin monkey Bet his ass won´t say nothing (Yeah) Know we gon´ fuck that ho that you cuffin´ Pull up on me? Lil´ boy, why is you bluffin´ (Do it) That lil´ chain you got on, you better tuck it (Do it) And you do not want a problem, nigga, trust me (Do it) And if you gon´ shoot then blow, what you clutchin´? (Yeah) Don´t say you ´bout it, nigga (Yeah) All of my bitches slay, I´m pimpin´ All of y´all niggas slay, y´all sissy Instagram flex sayin´ you gon´ kill me (Brrat) Boy, you ain´t gon´ whack shit You ain´t even get your shit back, bitch And you got your ass beat by a white boy
You´ll get whacked playin´ with these black kids
[ $oFaygo & Summrs] No, I don´t wanna have to do it to him ("Nigga, wait, Faygo, nigga, wait, huh") I don´t wanna have to do it to him ("Nigga, Faygo, don´t do it to him, no") "We ever gon´ get a Slay and Faygo collab?" Fuck no Hahaha
[$oFaygo] Boy, fuck that feature Did this shit on my own, I don´t need it Niggas seein´ me go up, that´s why he heated (Yeah) Nigga, we ain´t ever gonna be even (Yeah, yeah) We gon´ punish that lil´ nigga for treason
We gon´ hurt him, I know he not a reason Lil´ Summrs mad that it ain´t his season Say it with your chest, lil´ boy, quit sneakin´ Poppin´ them Percs got your ass tweakin´ Why you always tryna talk it out? If you ´bout it, nigga, walk it out Now the young niggas poppin´ out You think you ´bout it ´cause you got a lil´ clout But when ya take it, nigga, watch your mouth
[$oFaygo] Fuck that fuckin´ Slay, huh I´ll beat your ho back in broad day (Yeah) Boy, you got robbed, called the cops on Jay Boy, you gon´ make me put that heat to your face (Brree) I be with the real street niggas, huh (Bitch)
He better stay in his place (Do it) If you ain´t got a gangster bone in your body If you really with it then let´s make it shake