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PERFORMING ARTISTS
SoFaygo
SoFaygo
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Andre Burt
Andre Burt
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Bakkwoods
Bakkwoods
Producer
COLDSUMMER
COLDSUMMER
Producer
LNK
LNK
Producer
niketaz
niketaz
Producer
Colleen Venables
Colleen Venables
Producer

Songtexte

(Ayy, Woods, light that shit up) You know me You know how I am Only kick it with the real 'cause I'm nothing like them I see right through you and all your fake grins Don't do fake friends, circle small No, I cannot hang with y'all (yeah) Already on game, for sure Some things never change, I know (know) I can put you on game, for sure (for sure) Out in this lonely world, it's cold (yeah) Out in this lonely world Cold in this bitch Okay, you might need a coat in this bitch I'ma just go hop up in my spaceship And you know that might just float out this bitch Okay, I like to wear black all the time and I pop out and look like a crow in this bitch If you present me that paper, I might just say, "Fuck it" and pop out a show in this bitch (damn) Fuck it, I got my bankroll in this bitch Fuck it, I might just explode in this bitch She hand me that pussy, I dove in that bitch (swim, swim) Fuck it, lil' Faygo unloading the clip Feel like I'm Osama, I blow up the shit (goddamn) Yeah, lil' Faygo hit that lil' boy with this shit He don't even know what that is, yeah That's that shit that don't miss (yeah) You don't wanna go there (yeah) You can run, but it's gonna catch ya (shit, yeah) You know me (you know) You know how I am (yeah) Only kick it with the real 'cause I'm nothing like them I see right through you and all your fake grins Don't do fake friends, circle small No, I cannot hang with y'all (yeah) Already on game, for sure Some things never change, I know (know) I can put you on game, for sure (for sure) Out in this lonely world, it's cold (yeah) Out in this lonely world Rackies fat, man, them bitches ain't foldin' up (bitch) Niggas snakes, man, they look anaconda (slatt) Eat that bitch like a motherfuckin' monster (yeah) Eat that bitch like it's from Benihana (yeah) I got green all on me like a garden (yeah) Paint the world like a motherfuckin' artist Tryna be just like me, yeah, he tried it (yeah, he tried it, yeah, he tried it) Ain't shit changed, I'm just livin' my life (livin' my-, yeah) Man, I know that I'm far away from home Man, they hate when you startin' to grow "Lil' Faygo, what percent are you on?" (Yeah) I said one-eighty (yeah), yeah You know me (you know) You know how I am (yeah) Only kick it with the real 'cause I'm nothing like them I see right through you and all your fake grins (shit) Don't do fake friends (yeah), circle small No, I cannot hang with y'all (yeah, yeah) Already on game, for sure Some things never change, I know (know) I can put you on game, for sure (for sure) Out in this lonely world, it's cold (it's cold) Out in this lonely world (out in this lonely world)
Writer(s): Danny Lee Snodgrass Jr., Kim Candilora Ii, Leon Krol, William Pugh, Andre Dontrel Burt, Nicola Kollar, Brandon Maurice Jukes, Colleen Venables Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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