faxxx Lyrics

I just fucked that bitch, yeah she finished last

I just popped a perc, I can't get it back

He gon' shoot it first, we gon' hit it back

We gon' serve codeine all up in the trap

He servin' a line bitch just give me that

We smokin' a wood bitch it's hella fat

We got hella 9's, hella Glock's, hella MAC's

And that bitch can't fuck with Yvngmeeks and you know that shit is facts

She can't fuck with me

You know that shit fact

I got Glock 19, you know Yvngmeeks never lack

Yeah that bitch just want a bag Birkin sent to Saks

You fuck with my mans I got receipts and that ain't no cap

Push it back, Yeah

Push it back, Yeah

I can't never lack, and you know that ain't no cap

Push it back, Yeah

Push it back, Yeah

I just love my slatt, I can never love a natt

Yeah, that bitch wear supreme

Yeah my bitch ain't wearin' that

Say he need a feat

Yeah, I ain't hearing that

He say we can gon' ball, put Amir in that

His crowd ain't get loud, put some cheer in that

Call my brother Blu

You know he gon' shoot

Ima fuck that bitch

That bitch lookin' cute

I'm just swervin' in the coupe

I might pull up with my troops

Lil' bitch this that 4DaClique

Lil' bitch we don't do recruits

That bitch in the back, I'm like lil' bitch who is you

That boy say he bout his shit, we gon' see what he do

All my money they some Crips and my diamonds they all blue

We gon' slime his ass out if he try to look at you

I'm a real gutta boy I ain't really nun new

How many bitches I done fucked, I can name a fuckin' few

Bitch we gettin' to this money you know that we get the loot

I don't want him in my circle, I don't give a fuck bout you