"Deja Vu" lyrics

Fuck nigga try me bet his ass get-
F-F-Fuck nigga try me bet his ass get lynched
Fuck nigga try me bet his ass get-
F-F-Fuck nigga try me bet his ass get lynched
Fuck nigga try me bet his ass get-
F-F-Fuck nigga try me bet his ass get lynched
It ain't nun' lil baby, just send that pin
C-Call twin he gon' hop out with that, (Ba!)
Call twin he got' hop out wit that Gen
Fr-Freaky hoe with me she gone off the Gin
F-Fuck nigga try me bet his ass get-
F-F-Fuck nigga try me bet his ass get lynched
(Dami, oh my God) Yuh, yuh, yuh

Fr-Freaky hoe I think she liking my swag
Think it's bout time, that I make my move
Went to the store, copped a new Loui bag
Say its war nigga, fuck it, I ain't making no truce
Huh, C-Catcha nigga lacking hit his ass with the deuce (Ba, Ba!)
I be posted outside with my gang, my crew
If you don't mind me, then I won't mind you
That's my swag, I seen it before like Déjà Vu
Yuh
Real stay with the gang though
Outside on the block where you can't go
Yuh, Shawty real sweet like mango
And I still got that stick cus I can't go
Yuh, All of these rap niggas pussy I swear to God bitch I ain't trippin'
H-Hop out them bushes, that Drac' thing hit em'
Chop fire, sum' like a Pick, how it split em'
Yuh
It ain't nun' lil baby, just send that pin
C-Call twin he gon' hop out with that, (Ba!)
Call twin he got' hop out wit that Gen
Fr-Freaky hoe with me she gone off the Gin
Fu-Fuck nigga try me bet his ass get-
F-F-Fuck nigga try me bet his ass get lynched
(It's KA$HWAYZ or no way nigga)
(Ahhhh)
Fbee, gang, gang, grttaaa