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PERFORMING ARTISTS
YFG FATSO
YFG FATSO
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Christopher Mosley Jr.
Christopher Mosley Jr.
Lyrics
Max Moise
Max Moise
Composer
Morgan Jenea Geathers
Morgan Jenea Geathers
Composer
Kornyshev Kirill
Kornyshev Kirill
Composer
Alexander Ilich
Alexander Ilich
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Mesio
Mesio
Producer
TWINGLXKS
TWINGLXKS
Producer
Keelondn
Keelondn
Producer
Valo Enjy
Valo Enjy
Producer

Lyrics

[Intro]
(Up yours, evil twin)
Told my mama I'm sick, I'm ditchin' class to hang out with my gang
We weren't gifted shit, we worked for this, it costed time and pain
I don't really wanna talk that much about the beef, the police tryna get our names
Need a trip to Johnny, I'ma freeze out the teeth and that's when everything gon' change
[Chorus]
Rolls-Royce double lock when I click on this button
Said it's pounds out on the road, on the way home, they ass was bluffin'
I don't even cry for ****, my cousin died, so weird, I ain't tell 'em nothin'
Throw it back more, I take my condom off, I pulled out once I nutted
Grab your buddy, I want friends and I want twins, they twice as slutty
Master plugged me, I'm in Cali' with my strain and cooked-up buddies
I like chocolate chip, my now bitch got a dub, she ain't been fuckin'
My next bitch was badder, whiter, then it was true, she a snow bunny
[Verse 1]
Catch me in every store, I'm buyin' shit for days my shit was flat
I want money more, but them problems gon' come runnin' behind that check
She'll do dick for Dior, I put her purse right on the floor, ain't get no respect (I ain't got respect)
I got with Smurk for his tour, I hope this shit open the door for gang's success
I got a bitch in the 'Raq, she ain't mine, but I fuck with her sometimes when I'm in town
I get a sip of that Tris and the Sprite, it be nasty as shit, but I'm chuggin' it down (But I'm chuggin' it down, yeah)
Can't sell a portion, if the risk is a big-ass stupid percent, they ain't makin' it out (They ain't makin' it out)
I put her mouth on my dick, she was eatin' and takin' a lick, she wasn't takin' me out (Come on, come on)
I get to floatin' the whole thing away, I ain't lettin' it breathe (I ain't lettin' it breathe)
I get to rollin' my suffer and pain away with the dope in the leave (With the dope in the leave)
Audemars Piguet, I randomly got in the trenches with a new AP (Come on, come on)
Say I was gettin' them guns, they lyin' for nothin', they ain't never get it from me (They ain't get it from me)
Say I was gettin' them funds, it's really a pun, they never was hangin' with G (They was hangin' with Go)
I done got blood on the gun, it's already done, I'm lyin', I ain't never got greazy (Come on, come on)
You better watch you say, they ain't sparin' for nothin', they young, too deep in the street (They too deep in the street)
I gotta keep me a sword inside of the Maybach, feel like I'm in the UK
I did exactly when they said I couldn't, I just kept on pushin' 'til I made a way (I made me a way)
It's smoke two percent, free L, lil' bronem baked (I can't breathe in here)
We ain't savin' hoes, we only ship out 'bows, we move that cake (We move that cake)
Puttin' Amiris on, but I can't forget where I started, see' him wearin' Bape (Go 'head)
I be in all them stores, they treat me like Ye, got me runnin' and hidin' away (Go 'head)
[Bridge]
I be with all the whores, they like when I fuck 'em and pull out and nut on they face (Go 'head)
You be involved with poor, I hate that you chose that route and you went that way (Go 'head)
Sometimes I be bored, I might write back a fan and call her bae (Go 'head)
I be in all them stores, they treat me like Ye, got me runnin' and hidin' away (Go 'head)
I be with all the whores, they like when I fuck 'em and pull out and nut on they face (Go 'head)
You be involved with poor, I hate that you chose that route and you went that way (Go 'head)
Sometimes I be bored, I might write back a fan call her bae (Aw, yeah)
[Chorus]
Rolls-Royce double lock when I click on this button (Aw, yeah)
Said it's pounds out on the road, on the way home, they ass was bluffin' (Aw, yeah)
I don't even cry for ****, my cousin died, so weird, I ain't tell 'em nothin' (Go 'head, go 'head, aw, yeah)
Throw it back more, I take my condom off, I pulled out once I nutted (Go 'head, go 'head, aw, yeah)
Grab your buddy, I want friends and I want twins, they twice as slutty
Master plugged me, I'm in Cali' with my strain and cooked-up buddies
I like chocolate chip, my now bitch got a dub, she ain't been fuckin'
My next bitch was badder, whiter, then it was true, she a snow bunny
[Outro]
Go 'head, aw, aw, go 'head
Aw, man, aw, go 'head
Go 'head
Alright, keep all that
Written by: Alexander Ilich, Christopher Mosley Jr., Kornyshev Kirill, Max Moise, Morgan Jenea Geathers
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