On Famn

(Verse): Y2
On FAMN
We ain’t Saudi but we tryna tally band
Say they love you just to come up that’s a scam
You can trust em by the way they treat they FAMN
Only couple niggas that I call the Homies
Shit was calculated niggas counted on me
Ones that say that they the realest be the phony
Too much money to be made we never lonely
Any nigga any bitch that disrespect
Never loved us that’s why yo dumb ass in the back
You a stand up show man you hoes make me laugh
Smart circle you a swear go wear some plaid
Gotta a hunnid haters tryna feel me out
I don’t smoke but got some smoke that’s really loud
I don’t never post location cover mouth
I don’t fuck witchoo then ain’t no see you around
Bitch ain’t doing shit go run a lap
Like a dress code nigga no cap
Skinny nigga but these pockets getting fat
Any bitch that say she loyal fuck that
That’s only FAMN
Yeah
Bitch keep that same energy
But fuck that
Sleeping with the enemy I talk that
Shit I give no fucks bout how you feel
Diamonds In my wrist the only thing know how to chill
Why these new niggas don’t know the code
Why these niggas lost in the sauce Alfredo
Pull up to yo block then knock it off that’s LEGO
Got this bitch on knees feel like I’m God drop a rose
Put that shit in valet
Never did ballet still on my toes
Bout to make a billy that’s why these hoes call me goat
Coming through your window like bruh man on fifth floor
Kill these Niggas I believe in ghosts