"Falecia" lyrics
(B2 too official)
(Hey, hey, hey)
I just fucked Falecia and I know that she got that shit on 'er (Hey, hey, hey)
I just pulled up big body and I'm lookin' like a loner
Bitch, I got some shooters at yo' top with a Ruger upon 'em
I just pulled up big body, that big body is like a runt
Yeah, slatt, slatt
At yo' top, back "Pop", make 'em drop
I'm fuckin' Falecia, can't do it sober she need her some Keisha
Rich nigga need me a keeper
No, I don't wait, I'ma beat 'em
Grab on her top then I beat it
Buy some' dope like it's Ikea
I got shooters hop up out that Kia, traffic beep beepin'
The 7.62 on the Choppa, up it and then we delete him (Bow, bow)
Bitch, bitch, how you like that heater?
Patek tick-tocking away from overseas needed a visa
How y'all like it? Bitch I'm getting freaky, I'm making her 'eaky
Patek tick-tocking away from overseas needed a visa
(Overseas needed a visa)
I'm fuckin' Falecia, can't do it sober she need her some Keisha
(She need her some Keisha, need some Keisha)
I'm fuckin' Falecia, can't do it sober she need her some Keisha
(Hey, hey, hey)
I just fucked Falecia and I know that she got that shit on 'er (Hey, hey, hey)
I just pulled up big body and I'm lookin' like a loner
Bitch, I got some shooters at yo' top with a Ruger upon 'em
I just pulled up big body, that big body is like a runt
Yeah, slatt, slatt
At yo' top, back "Pop", make 'em drop
I'm fuckin' Falecia, can't do it sober she need her some Keisha
(That bit' need her some Keisha, that bit' need her some Keisha)
I'm fuckin' Falecia, can't do it sober she need her some Keisha
Took her, she couldn't believe it
Hop in that whip and it's legal
All my niggas they come through grave-digging like that shit legal
All of my niggas they come through facing shit need 'em a regal
I'm finna wet her up like that bit' need a snorkel
She trynna get me lit, this lil' bitch snortin' Cocaine
I don't care how you bleed when my niggas feel no pain
My shooters get at ya top, they gon' dump it like "Duh-duh-duh-dah"
I could be a keeper for Falecia, she get hard cock
The way I be spendin' cake, I live my life like Hard Kock
Hard Kock, Hard Kock (Noddin' off, noddin' off)
(Hey, hey, hey)
I just fucked Falecia and I know that she got that shit on 'er (Hey, hey, hey)
I just pulled up big body and I'm lookin' like a loner
Bitch, I got some shooters at yo' top with a Ruger upon 'em
I just pulled up big body, that big body is like a runt
Yeah, slatt, slatt
At yo' top, back "Pop", make 'em drop
I'm fuckin' Falecia, can't do it sober she need her some Keisha
Rich nigga need me a keeper
No, I don't wait, I'ma beat 'em
Grab on her top then I beat it
Buy some' dope like it's Ikea ('Kea, huh)
Them shooters hop out, like make it beep, beep, it beepin'
Then he delete 'em, haha
Hey, hey
(Hey, hey, hey)
I just fucked Falecia and I know that she got that shit on 'er (Hey, hey, hey)
I just pulled up big body and I'm lookin' like a loner
Bitch, I got some shooters at yo' top with a Ruger upon 'em
I just pulled up big body, that big body is like a runt
Yeah, slatt, slatt
At yo' top, back "Pop", make 'em drop
I'm fuckin' Falecia, can't do it sober she need her some Keisha
Rich nigga need me a keeper
No, I don't wait, I'ma beat 'em
Grab on her top then I beat it
Buy some' dope like it's Ikea
I got shooters hop up out that Kia, traffic beep beepin'
The 7.62 on the Choppa, up it and then we delete him (Bow, bow)
Bitch, bitch, how you like that heater?
Patek tick-tocking away from overseas needed a visa
How y'all like it? Bitch I'm getting freaky, I'm making her 'eaky
Patek tick-tocking away from overseas needed a visa
(Overseas needed a visa)
I'm fuckin' Falecia, can't do it sober she need her some Keisha
(She need her some Keisha, need some Keisha)
I'm fuckin' Falecia, can't do it sober she need her some Keisha
(Hey, hey, hey)
I just fucked Falecia and I know that she got that shit on 'er (Hey, hey, hey)
I just pulled up big body and I'm lookin' like a loner
Bitch, I got some shooters at yo' top with a Ruger upon 'em
I just pulled up big body, that big body is like a runt
Yeah, slatt, slatt
At yo' top, back "Pop", make 'em drop
I'm fuckin' Falecia, can't do it sober she need her some Keisha
(That bit' need her some Keisha, that bit' need her some Keisha)
I'm fuckin' Falecia, can't do it sober she need her some Keisha
Took her, she couldn't believe it
Hop in that whip and it's legal
All my niggas they come through grave-digging like that shit legal
All of my niggas they come through facing shit need 'em a regal
I'm finna wet her up like that bit' need a snorkel
She trynna get me lit, this lil' bitch snortin' Cocaine
I don't care how you bleed when my niggas feel no pain
My shooters get at ya top, they gon' dump it like "Duh-duh-duh-dah"
I could be a keeper for Falecia, she get hard cock
The way I be spendin' cake, I live my life like Hard Kock
Hard Kock, Hard Kock (Noddin' off, noddin' off)
(Hey, hey, hey)
I just fucked Falecia and I know that she got that shit on 'er (Hey, hey, hey)
I just pulled up big body and I'm lookin' like a loner
Bitch, I got some shooters at yo' top with a Ruger upon 'em
I just pulled up big body, that big body is like a runt
Yeah, slatt, slatt
At yo' top, back "Pop", make 'em drop
I'm fuckin' Falecia, can't do it sober she need her some Keisha
Rich nigga need me a keeper
No, I don't wait, I'ma beat 'em
Grab on her top then I beat it
Buy some' dope like it's Ikea ('Kea, huh)
Them shooters hop out, like make it beep, beep, it beepin'
Then he delete 'em, haha
Hey, hey
