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FaFaFa
15
Hip-Hop/Rap
FaFaFa wurde am 17. Oktober 2024 von South-Side Quarry als Teil des Albums veröffentlichtFaFaFa - Single
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Veröffentlichungsdatum17. Oktober 2024
LabelSouth-Side Quarry
Melodizität
Akustizität
Valence
Tanzbarkeit
Energie
BPM84

Credits

COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Sandro Vidal
Sandro Vidal
Songwriter
Ramon A. Pope
Ramon A. Pope
Songwriter

Songtexte

Fa-fa-fa, fa-fa-fa-fa-fa pull up with a stick **** imma make it hot
Fa-fa-fa, fa-fa-fa-fa-fa **** talkin' all that shit till I spin around they block
Fa-fa-fa, fa-fa-fa-fa-fa
Got that semi automatic, yeah, imma make them drop, yeah
Fa-fa-fa, fa-fa-fa-fa-fa
Ayy, I pop out in Miami bitch, yeah, you know the vibes
Fa-fa-fa, I hop out with that fire
Hit em in his eye, got up close on your guy
Ride around with that stick, 50 plus up in that clip
Ain't no promags cuz they shit, yeah, I hit em with that switch, yeah
Fa-fa-fa, they gon' fa-la-la-la-la
Binary triggers, bump stocks, on the chops when we on drops
We do shootouts till them sticks get hot, ride with 600 shots
Yeah, I pop up right at they spot, we chase **** off they block
With that fa-fa-fa-fa-fa-fa, ra-ra-ra-ra-ra
Get up close, watch that **** choke, first two hit his throat
That boy done, got caught up in the scope, he gone up with a cloud
Yeah, he gone up with that smoke, we smokin opp pack, blow it down, yeah
Fa-fa-fa, fa-fa-fa-fa-fa
Yeah, I hop out with that stick and playin' around with these guys, dawg
Fa-fa-fa, fa-fa-fa-fa-fa
AUG straight from Miami Keys, I bought this bitch, online, dawg
Fa-fa-fa, fa-fa-fa-fa-fa
Pull up with a stick, ****, I'ma make it hot
Fa-fa-fa, fa-fa-fa-fa-fa
**** talkin' all that shit, till I spin around they block
Fa-fa-fa, fa-fa-fa-fa-fa
Got that semi automatic, yeah, imma make them drop
Fa-fa-fa, fa-fa-fa-fa-fa
I'ma pull up in Miami, yeah, you gon' know the vibes
Better know the vibes, I live a life of crime
I be talkin' with my guys, makin' money in my prime
I don't do this shit online, I'ma shoot you on your live
Now you internet famous, cause you thinkin' I just rhyme
I be ballin' with the shottas, light a beam on my choppers
I want in all the smoke, bitch, I'm dreaded like a rasta
I pop up with a Draco, you gon' need more than a doctor
You gon' need more than a, uh
You gon' need more than your fa, you gon' need more than your fa
Fa-fa-fa-fa-fa-fa
When I pull up with that blicky, it go fa-fa-fa-fa
Yeah, I'm watchin' all you **** d-d-dr-dr-drop-drop
We don't hang around no snitches, we ain't talkin' to no cops
Fa-fa-fa, fa-fa-fa-fa-fa
Pull up with a stick, ****, I'ma make it hot
Fa-fa-fa, fa-fa-fa-fa-fa
**** talkin' all that shit till I spin around they blocks, uh
Fa-fa-fa, fa-fa-fa-fa-fa
Got a semi-automatic, yeah, I'ma make them drop, uh
Fa-fa-fa, fa-fa-fa-fa-fa
I'ma pop out in Miami, bitch, yeah, you know the vibes
Written by: Ramon A. Pope, Sandro Vidal
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