$ofaygo Hearse
[Hook]
If that nigga not talking 'bout green then he's excused
Break that lil' ho back and break her heart, she said, "I miss you"
Hurry up, I'm there, and I know just how you feel
That money my love affair, pussy ass lil' ho, farewell
[Interlude]
We missed you, Faygo
[Pre-Chorus]
Sippin' on this Wock', please tell my mother I'm sorry
Glocky on my hip, that pussy nigga better worry
F..ck up the lot, I'm swerving, Glock put a nigga in the hearse
Leave a lil' nigga in the dirt, Air Force 1s, stomp a nigga on the curb
[Chorus]
F..ck that opp, I knock his head off first (Grrah), with my Nina
Taking these drugs, I feel like I'm out my mind, yeah
Lost in my mind, I swear we lost some good times, yeah
Left that nigga behind and now they, they screaming "Why?" Because I don't (Yeah, yeah), yeah, don't give a f..ck, nigga
You ain't 'bout your bucks, I'm tryna get my funds up, nigga
Mama, don't you worry, I got it tucked for these lil' f..ck niggas
And not on God, no, I cannot trust these niggas, I got trust issues (Yeah)
[Verse]
Yeah, I got trust issues (Bling)
When Lil Faygo pull up to the scene, it's an issue (Brrt)
If that nigga not talking 'bout green then he's excused (Yeah)
Break that lil' ho back and break her heart, she said, "I miss you"
Hurry up, I'm there, and I know just how you feel
That money my love affair, pussy ass lil' ho, farewell
I cannot just stand there (Brrah), and get no money (Yeah)
These niggas be gay, these niggas be lame
These niggas be so damn bummy
We not running no trains, I promise I put the dick up in her tummy
On paper, that's just like a mummy
These niggas mad they ain't on nothin'
Grabbing that chopper, nah-ah (Beep, yeah)
(Doo, doo, doo-doo-doo)
Hurry up, I'm there (Brrt, beep)
(Doo-doo-doo)
[Pre-Chorus]
Sippin' on this Wock', please tell my mother I'm sorry
Glocky on my hip, that pussy nigga better worry
F..ck up the lot, I'm swerving, Glock put a nigga in the hearse
Leave a lil' nigga in the dirt, Air Force 1s, stomp a nigga on the curb
[Chorus]
F..ck that opp, I knock his head off first (Grrah), with my Nina
Taking these drugs, I feel like I'm out my mind, yeah
Lost in my mind, I swear we lost some good times, yeah
Left that nigga behind and now they, they screaming "Why?" Because I don't (Yeah, yeah), yeah, don't give a f..ck, nigga
You ain't 'bout your bucks, I'm tryna get my funds up, nigga
Mama, don't you worry, I got it tucked for these lil' f..ck niggas
And not on God, no, I cannot trust these niggas, I got trust issues (Yeah)