Faaa

Fah, fah, fah, fah, fah, fah

Run up on me, I'm gon'

Fah, fah, fah, fah, fah, fah

When she throw back it sound like

Fah, fah, fah, fah, fah, fah

If I see G and 'em, I'm gon'

Fah, fah, fah, fah, fah, fah, fah

 

 

Bitch, I'm riding through the 'Raq, I know O'Block got my back

We slide out the four and hop in the scat, Wooski got his shit splat

I nut quick when she making it clap

Biting my lip 'cause she throwing it back

I'm in a Track' and this bitch black

Go ask my bitch if you think this cap, come on

Fah, fah, that's the Drac' sound

This bitch doing too much, she acting drunk, I told her lay down

Switchy and Youngin be tweaking, he off Perc's

He tryna squirt rounds

My shorties be sliding, no playground

If I tell 'em, they leave you face down

We don't talk about switches, that's a red flag

Hope you don't say shit in front of bitches

Ooh, I'm sorry, I mean women

This hoe look like Paris Hilton

Me and foenem come through spinning

I told bro spin until we get dizzy

O'Block, bitch, we running the city

 

Fah, fah, fah, fah, fah, fah

Run up on me, I'm gon'

Fah, fah, fah, fah, fah, fah

When she throw back it sound like

Fah, fah, fah, fah, fah, fah

If I see G and 'em, I'm gon'

Fah, fah, fah, fah, fah, fah, fah

 

 

Huh? What?

Yeah, it's '50

Huh? What?

Yeah, it's '50

Uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh

Come on, yeah, slatt, slatt, it's '50