FAKUOY

Lyrics

I'm aerodynamic, my paper plane is gigantic I sync to tracks like Titanic, nigga I'm also rhythmatic I'm r-rugged j-jagged My flow is warmer than jackets I got r-ratchet in jacket I pull out, smash it and bash it Cabernet in my cabinets, sh-shocka And that's for the rabbits I take vyvanse for the habits Though that sh-shit makes me cabbage I go bananas on monkeys, I act a ass, fuck a donkey Don't come up short with my money Or p-p-play at the Huntley Baby, bourbon got me lazy swervin' Toss and turvy on the road I almost pulled on the corner store Feds around, wonder bro like Warner Bro Flip the script, sure to go I'm sure to blow I'm gloriphobe, I call you niggas horrible Cause your floral growth of an artist is like the purest loaf, no bread I leave you fucks mindblown, walkin' around with no head I'm so sled, moped jetski molestin' this beat, Left Brain Man how the fuck we turn off all this fuckin' heat Bitches so bad, I call you niggas bitches like you wearin' a dogtag I smoke that bud, wiser than the frog that's on the log act I walk my flow to the booth and I make it jog back to the cemetary The death of hip-hop is very scary Scarier than a terrier in front of Ben and Jerry's (Yeah) Showin' his teeth, fairy Oh you want beef? Barely I would fry you like thai food, nigga My barrel's a spinnin' typhoon This ain't no playground or high school Nigga this real life, fool I'mmma shut the fuck up, stack my money up Get my bucks up, go home count my money up And I don't give a fuck I'mma waste my time on us The Golf Wang nigga, all we trust You gon' have to adjust Me alone I have stupid haters And punk faggot label niggas tryin' to fuckin' duplicate us I got a question, who made these guys administrative? Shit I've been shut for couple years And time can't handle business later And tangible manipulators are back slicin' with the razor They have to facilitate us, I'm ragin', finna blade my neighbor My title's idol, you niggas washed up like tidals I'm your fuckin' rival, be mindful my time is primal Open your bibles, Hodgy is suicidal Do or dial, pigs in a blanket I.E.B's at a fuckin' banquet I'm on this sanction smokin' dank shit Niggas wearin' anklets getting sodomized Me, I'm in a booth with my tired eyes Flow customized, and modernized High atomic like Iodine I don't 'J' 'K' cause 'I' is fine Me, no slice of pie, overtime, tied a tie, no business suit I mean business when I'm in the booth When I'm in the booth, I'm in for loot I put you in the ground like a ginger root Take your whole clique out and them niggas too Suckers don't know how I kill a dude I will kill a dude, never reveal the news O.G. OFWG It's MellowHype, L.B.H.B