FADIN

Lyrics

[Intro] (krazy boy) Brrr, phew, buh buh, fuh fuh Fleh, skrt Hey! brr brr brr [Chorus] Can't see these hoes i got these cartier lens Pull up in the SRT whip with no van Free my niggas out the pen I got niggas in the pen doing 10 Bussdown cartier i flex with my shit You broke as the fuck you not makin no bands I run from the car with a switch in my pants Don't care if you dubbin we spinnin again I'm sippin on wok bitch i'm movin so slow Ran out of the wok so i'm sippin slo-mo Mojo! go crazy Pull up in a new mercedes I know these niggas they hating, waiting-just bought a bussdown wrist it cost a vacation Brrr- them bullets they blazing .223 hit you erasing- it's any occasion We is not fading [Verse] All of my niggas brought Glocks in the club damn we is not fading These niggas really be rapping like shit go ahead take a hiatus Can't even play this He tried to duck like the matrix It's bangin Up on my playlist Look at my face bitch Mask on my face like i'm jason I don't run bullets go chase him [Refrain] Goddamn (yuh), goddamn (yuh!) Told that hoe she gotta go Goddamn (yuh!), goddamn (yuh!) I put the racks on the floor Goddamn (yuh!) goddamn (yuh!) Nigga said he want some smoke and he ended up dead Goddamn (yuh!) [Chorus] Can't see these hoes i got these cartier lens Pull up in the SRT whip with no van Free my niggas out the pen I got niggas in the pen doing 10 Bussdown cartier i flex with my shit You broke as the fuck you not makin no bands I run from the car with a switch in my pants Don't care if you dubbin we spinnin again I'm sippin on wok bitch i'm movin so slow Ran out of the wok so i'm sippin slo-mo Mojo! go crazy Pull up in a new mercedes I know these niggas they hating, waiting-just bought a bussdown wrist it cost a vacation Brrr- them bullets they blazing .223 hit you erasing- it's any occasion We is not fading [Verse 2] I just put his hand on the line Put a xan on the line Put a mf band on the line I just be smoking on dope Bitch i'm getting so high I don't know what i'm saying when i'm high Wake up get fly, mason margiela my toes Why the fuck i gotta lie? Balenci whatever Big boots got big steppas, big boots got big- Check out my mf wrist lil bitch Heard you want ice on my wrist Look at my wrist see a mf fish You never been in the trap, you say you been boy you ain't serve shit No SRT you ain't swerve shit Counting off a seal now i'm off a 10