Lyrics

Fab-FabFantasy Fab, Fab-Fab-Fab-Fab-Fab-Fab Fab-FabFantasy Pixel Hood Coke in my boots with the fur, in the cotton sole In-in-in the spot, we getting hot, so stop, drop, and roll Yeah-yeah-yeah, I'm speeding down the road, I don't pay the toll Get-get it for free, while these stupid hoes, they pay to go Way too cool These-these-these hating hoes You can't, you can't control Go-go-go-go loco Way too cool These-these-these hating hoes You can't, you can't control Go-go-go-go loco It's like, everyday, I'm goin' crazy These bitches tryna play me I know, I'm fucking sexy Get the money, can't be lazy Don't talk, boy, you just play me The vision that I'm painting You at the wall, I'm faking Whatchu know? I leave them shaking Walk up in the club and I took out a shank, boy Ain't no play, please say, "No, I ain't, boy" Work a knife, wanna know how it tastes, boy Got swag in the bank, know that I ain't based, boy Got all them bad, but they look so dramatic Attracted to me like all motherfucking magnets Walk in this place like a creature of habit Not from this planet, so you cannot have it Shaking in your boots, sh-sh-shaking in your boots Shaking in your boots, sh-sh-shaking in your boots-boots-boots Shaking-shaking-shaking— boots Shaking-shaking-shaking— boots Shaking-shaking-shaking— boots-boots-boots It's that Fab shit, yeah, we hate them sluts She's still alive, I can show you if you want some Every time we do it, everyday, it's a lot of fun I don't wanna hear it, just say it 'cause you are the one I go stretch them in the basement, we play it If we want it, then we take it, we take it I don't really give a fuck, I just wanna make it Yeah, we ain't gon' fucking stop 'til we fucking famous We're gettin' drunk, like, yeah, yeah, it's all we do Put us in a party with some bitches, yeah, we suck this, too You're a fucking liar, her arm's so luscious, though Kickin' up the club, you're so ugly and you're izzy, too Cash this all, all up, I should fuck you up now Treat you like a cupid, I'll make you fall in love now Gonna fall in love now, everybody sucks now Fun under the sheets, shake you up under the sunset Walk into the back, it's just such a different upload Playing in the club light, now you, now you wanna go I don't wanna go outside, I wanted some mischance Now they all are fucking me, I can fucking Fab, bitch Ew, I can ride it, ride it, fuck it while they still inside me Yeah, I know, you want some of that, I'ma get it high Yeah, feel it on me, yeah, baby, I been gettin' low, gettin' low Fill me up, bitch, just feel around me, get my love These posers wanna stalk me Nobody gonna stop me I'm dancin' at the party I'm fucked up on Coke and Molly Come feel up on my body I'm such a hot tamale I can't fuck with paparazzi Enby popstar such a hottie I drive these brothers crazy I do it on the daily Pull up in a Mercedes These bitches want my babies I'm dancin' in the club And I'm busy gettin' crunk Men just wanna grab my junk They can look, but they can't touch, ha Dancing in my mini skirt 'cause this beat is very sick In the VIP, I'ma ride on your disco stick Let me be a slut, I need you to fuck me hardcore Everybody's watching us, let's give them an encore Hello Kitty bag, I pulled up in a Tesla She just wanna ride, got her wet just like I kissed her I just stole her man and she's mad, but I don't care though I'ma keep my bitch, but you ain't waiting, that's some facts, hoe Haunting in the party, it's just like my name tag You love carrying bullshit, she's sucking low and giving head I ain't ever hear you, so you on it with your ex No kicking, man, we're drunk, oh, yeah, it's a party You're mad that you can't be me Run away when they see me Yeah, I know, you're mad when they talking on the TV Yeah, I'm on the big screen Know you're rocking with me Bitch, I can take your girl and your man 'cause both want me The feeling's so strong, pop a Molly Take these drugs and y'all won't stop me Pull up the club, there's paparazzi I-I just lost my special car keys Fuck, good job, I'll let y'all keep up Standing on my money, bitch, I'm higher than an ego I don't fuck with lames, so just get out my face, yeah Yeah, move your face from right outta my face 'Cause you're obstructing my view I would like to see people on the stage Dance on the stage when I'm inside of the venue Now pussy pop, pussy pop Pu-pu-pussy pop-pop-pop when inside of the venue Now I rap, I can do it really slow or I can do it really fast I can rap about my friends or my hair or a paycheck Baeby Alex is what you're gonna go play next Everybody loves when I DJ at Fab Fest Been there, did all that, getting kinda bored I love vanilla ice cream and dressing like a whore When I'm not in my house, I'm up in the Apple Store Looking at the iPhones
Writer(s): Toby Hamilton, Syris Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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