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"We ever gon' get a Slay and Faygo collab?" Fuck no Hahaha Fuck no (Brree) I'm startin' to think that this lil' nigga gay (Brree, bah, brree, yeah) Now, why this lil' nigga keep sayin' my name? 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 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) SongtexteAll 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 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 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 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 Aus Songtexte Mania