Lyrics

She like, "Faygo where you at, boy? Is you here?", and I say no (do that) That boy acting tough and shit and he don't want no smoke (let's go Faygo) Cho-choppa on my hip (blatt), play and I'ma blow (yeah) I ain't got no worries (bow, bow), I'm always on go (We missed you, Faygo) Bee, bee (yeah, do that) Nah, nah, nah, nah (hits after hits) Talk your shit, slime (nah, nah, nah, nah) I gotta take that nigga bitch (yeah) (Nah, nah, nah, nah) I keep my blick Nah, nah, nah, nah (nah, nah, nah) She like, "Faygo where you at, boy? Is you here?"And I say no (do that) That boy acting tough and shit and he don't want no smoke (let's go Faygo) Cho-choppa on my hip (blatt), play and I'ma blow (yeah) I ain't got no worries (bow, bow), I'm always on go (yeah) So what you tryna do? (Yeah) You can't play me like no fool (yeah, yeah) I got juggin' in my heart, he's a stain and you are too Make your move, what you gon' do? Lil' Faygo, he can't lack You was flexin' with that shit, now come and get your chain back (blatt) Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah-yeah That boy broke, he got the blues Sorry that she had to choose (to choose) All these bitches going crazy But, baby, I don't know your name I met her once and that's a shame I fucked her twice, yes, I got play (boah) Yes, I'm Lil' Faygo, they gon' hate (yeah) Fuck that, let's get cake, yeah Fuck you, I don't love you You was a mistake You wanted to play 'Til I played your game, yeah Get you out my brain, yeah This is not the same, yeah I be in my head a lot, now things are getting strange (do that) Ridin' 'round with a tool I got aim, don't need no range Isolate myself a lot because these niggas lame Say that she for me but I can tell that she ain't change Nah, nah, nah (blatt) Say that you for me but, bae, this love is not the same (yeah) Said it's difficult for me to try and get you out of my brain King of the shit, I'm a rockstar, yeah (boah) Keep my chopper, yeah I'm a popstar, yeah Don't need a doctor, yeah I'm sippin' Wockhardt, yeah Your block a Pop-Tart, yeah White hoes like chalk art, yeah Let's go Faygo, he's a pro, you better know (you better know) Shout-out to DK (blatt), I can't wait 'til he home (let's go Faygo) Shittin' on these niggas, fucking bitches and gettin' dough (yeah) Man that's the whole motto, bitch, I'ma roll my dope Yes, I'm Lil' Faygo, they gon' hate (yeah) Fuck that, let's get cake, yeah Fuck you, I don't love you You was a mistake You wanted to play 'Til I played your game, yeah Get you out my brain, yeah This is not the same, yeah
Writer(s): Andre Dontrel Burt Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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