FANS Lyrics

These niggas be wolfin'

That fake shit, I just can't relate

Ain't bout no paper, why bother I skate

Locked in the vault and ain't nobody safe

We just getting started, the fuck is a break

While y'all went to sleep, I was up working late

Punching in, that's the tale of the tape

You gone see me dripping fucked up when I walk in the function

Vault macking these hoes, I ain't hunching

Luh country boy clutching on guala

More money than problems

You play catch a fade & a follow up

Totting a handgun with no safety, when I feel the safest

They know I'm the hottest but probably won't say it

Hoe I get the beat and go SPED

Dripped in all black, I crash out seeing red

Feeling like Rick, in this Redeye I'm shwifty

Put that shit on, that bih said that I'm spiffy

On the way to the trap with the misfits

I know cheat codes for this motion and glitches

Glock with a shhh

It might be feds in there

My squad don't gotta ready up

Stuck in my bag, roll a backwood of Cookies

They ain't give me the chance, so I fucked around and took it

Oh you popping

Facts

No doubt, I turn opps into FANS

Smoking on flavors, I'm blossoming strands

Racks stuffed inside of my jeans

These bitches tryna rip off my pants

My flow is immaculate

Roll up exotic, not passing it

They ain't bout no pressure, they passivists

Still bussing moves, I ain't with all the dancing

Choke slam a bo, got me feeling like Randy

Slamming

This rap shit sweet like candy

Vault going crazy put him in a stray jacket

From the trap to a track, I stay taxing

I gotta have it

Bitch I gotta have it

Stack it, remix it, then flip bitch I got a habit

I can't hide the fact that I been having

You gone see me dripping fucked up when I walk in the function

Vault macking these hoes, I ain't hunching

Luh country boy clutching on guala

More money than problems

You play catch a fade & a follow up

Totting a handgun with no safety, when I feel the safest

They know I'm the hottest but probably won't say it

Hoe I get the beat and go SPED

Dripped in all black, I crash out seeing red

You gone see me dripping fucked up when I walk in the function

Vault macking these hoes, I ain't hunching

Luh country boy clutching on guala

More money than problems

You play catch a fade & a follow up

Totting a handgun with no safety, when I feel the safest

They know I'm the hottest but probably won't say it

Hoe I get the beat and go SPED

Dripped in all black, I crash out seeing red