Yung Fazo
Yung Fazo & tana
Yung Fazo
Yung Fazo
Yung Fazo
Yung Fazo
Yung Fazo
Yung Fazo
Yung Fazo & Dom Corleo
Yung Fazo
Yung Fazo
Yung Fazo & Raeusi
Yung Fazo
Yung Fazo
[Intro: Yung Fazo]
Yuh (Yuh, yuh)
Yuh (Yuh, yuh)
Yuh (Yuh, yuh)
Yuh
[Chorus: Yung Fazo]
I've been on fast shit
Lifestyle fast, we gon' crash it
Too high, bitch, I'm on that gas shit
Too fly, he be on some trash shit
Walked in, leaving with the baddies
Top down, put you on your casket, oh
(Can't believe you wouldn't stand it)
Choppa bullet fly, let 'em have it
You can see the motion that I'm having
Get the money, dollar signs (Yeah)
That's the only thing on mind
She look cute, no lie
I might be the wrong guy
(Or it might be the wrong time)
Tell her, "Pull up, let's just get high"
Look, I went up, now she say, "Hi"
Wave at a bitch, tell her ass, "Bye"
[Verse 1: Yung Fazo & Dom Corleo]
Yeah, wave at a bitch, tell her ass, "Bye"
I say, "You could go your own way", but I tell her that she still mine
Gas feel like fuckin' propane, yeah, got me way too (High)
Uh, mixing Ricky with Balenci', yeah, she sayin' that I'm too fly
Uh, yeah, be with my guys
Uh, stare at her eyes (Eyes)
We share dope, put it aside (Aside)
Pretty lil' bitch and she bi (Whoa)
I up the stick, you sad (Sad)
I brought a bitch to the vibe, but she be telling me lies, eh (Yeah)
[Verse 2: Dom Corleo]
I think I done turnt too up, lost my shit in the mosh pit (Yeah)
I think I done got too lit, I done turnt up on this whole shit (Ew)
I just spent forty on this lil' fit, but I matched the price with my Glock stick
Better get down when that Glock hit
Beyblade stick, let the Glock rip
Fuckin' his ho, I let the cock hit
Yeah, on the top of the penthouse, ho
I got some models and they doin' coke
This '03 Raf on my fuckin' coat (Yeah)
'02 baby, yeah, I'm on my kid shit
I'm a sexy lil' G.O.A.T
[Chorus: Yung Fazo]
I've been on fast shit
Lifestyle fast, we gon' crash it
Too high, bitch, I'm on that gas shit
Too fly, he be on some trash shit
Walked in, leaving with the baddies
Top down, put you on your casket, oh
(Can't believe you wouldn't stand it)
Choppa bullet fly, let 'em have it
You can see the motion that I'm having
Get the money, dollar signs (Yeah)
That's the only thing on mind
She look cute, no lie
I might be the wrong guy
(Or it might be the wrong time)
Tell her, "Pull up, let's just get high"
Look, I went up, now she say, "Hi"
Wave at a bitch, tell her ass, "Bye"
[Outro: Yung Fazo]
Wave at a bitch, tell her ass, "Bye"
Wave at a bitch, tell her ass, "Bye"
I'm on the gas, bitch, I'm too high
Yeah