#FAOMP Lyrics

FUCK

What what what what

(Huh)

What what what what

What what what what

Yea

Hop inside that trackhawk

Ima push it to fourth gear

These niggas talk shit like

I won't hear it out my ear

Flew to ATL then I said

Fuck All Of My Peers

She just wanna fuck

She kinda nervous said come here

Bitch I'm sipping lean

Inside my cup this not no beer

I don't give a fuck bout who you are

Ain't got no fear

Bezels on my wrist

It's shining hard no chandelier

Red beam coming out the AMG

Just like a deer

We was catching ubers in bnbs at 4am

Niggas keep on asking where we get motion

We don't scam

Point the glock at me you better shoot it

Please don't jam

(FUCK)

I ran out the store

I plead the fifth, I've seen bambam

I ran in her mouth and then I skeeted

Please don't - fuck

Spec done did his shit again just tell em

Please don't - fuck

I can tell her plan so when she see me

She just wanna fuck

Pushing in that scat pack

Nigga this a v-12 in it fuck

FUCK

What what what what

(Huh)

What what what what

What what what what

Yea

Hop inside that trackhawk

Ima push it to fourth gear

These niggas talk shit like

I won't hear it out my ear

Flew to ATL then I said

Fuck All Of My Peers

She just wanna fuck

She kinda nervous said come here

Bitch I'm sipping lean

Inside my cup this not no beer

I don't give a fuck bout who you are

Ain't got no fear