Fasho

[Intro]
Ha
Want to
Mm
Don't bring no
Yeah, don't bring no
(Mm, Montage)
Ayy (Toni)

[Chorus]
Don't bring no freaks to the crib 'cause the street that we live
You don't really touch a band, it's still G how I live
I'm off six grams of shrooms, I'ma tweak in this bitch
Brodie just got out the feds, he got heat in this bitch
We got gas by the pound, weak by the fifth
I'm off Yo Gabba Gabba, I take Gaba [?] pills
'Cause I'm [?] client, still off Vican and dry tonic
I'll vomit over a beat and not in my stomach

[Verse 1]
Yeah
[?] them niggas was your friends and you showed 'em where you live
Stupid-ass nigga, just be glad you don't have kids
I ain't never had no deal, I just get it how I live
Check the self-investment, probably ran it up a mill'
Need a rental in the south, not a mansion in the hills
Run into some money, I'll be head over heels
Off the Psilocyb shrooms, I can't get out of the feels
Off these Yo Gabba Gabbas, I take Gaba [?] pills
'Cause I'm [?] clonic, still off Vican and dry tonic
I'll vomit over a beat and not in my stomach
Eyes on it, where's the prize? I'm gon' ride for it
Die for it, but I'm immortal, nigga, I am Horace
Drive sport in a 430, all black
Bad bitch blowing up the phone, I don't call back
ABN, I don't give a fuck what you call that
ATM, PayPal that stack, I need all that

[Chorus]
Don't bring no freaks to the crib 'cause the street that we live
You don't really touch a band, it's still G how I live
I'm off six grams of shrooms, I'ma tweak in this bitch
Brodie just got out the feds, he got heat in this bitch
We got gas by the pound, weak by the fifth
I'm off Yo Gabba Gabba, I take Gaba [?] pills
'Cause I'm [?] client, still off Vican and dry tonic
I'll vomit over a beat and not in my stomach

[Verse 2]
New crib, still gotta put the cameras up
Bad bitch with titties like she Pamela
A twelve gangs, ain't get a chance to raise his hammer up
She beg for it, say please, you know she got her manners up
Niggas jelly but I never let 'em jam me up
All about the bread, nigga, I was bumpin' Anti Up
Nutting on her chin and the drips fucked her camey up
Know my arm strong, a nigga try and put the family up
Yeah, I'm just tryna leave the family straight
Words cutting through all you characters, this ain't Anna Mae
Thought that I was bound for departure but now I plan to stay
If she with me, her ass fat, I'm from planet yae
Money coming through a beat, I got a bomb on
Flexed up, been about paper, don't know what y'all on
This nothin' but a rerun that [?]
You can't fuck up my steeze, bitch, I count up my cheese (Ayy, ayy)

[Chorus]
Don't bring no freaks to the crib 'cause the street that we live
You don't really touch a band, it's still G how I live
I'm off six grams of shrooms, I'ma tweak in this bitch
Brodie just got out the feds, he got heat in this bitch
We got gas by the pound, weak by the fifth
I'm off Yo Gabba Gabba, I take Gaba [?] pills
'Cause I'm [?] client, still off Vican and dry tonic
I'll vomit over a beat and not in my stomach