"Firework Faygo" lyrics
(feat. Turtle89)
(We got a pad, now we ridin' fast shit, high speed, don't crash it)
(Ayy, turn my headphones up, you know what the fuck going on)
(Lil' Fox, why you so godly, cuz?)
(Damn, Drako, you made this?)
We was just ridin' in Kias, 'til we got a PAD, now we ridin' fast shit
And I just signed me a deal for a couple of bucks, now I'm fuckin on bad shit
Boy, don't run, come here, we tag shit
We don't play, really bodybag shit
High speed, we dogged a fin-fin, all of Stony police know they can't catch this
I ain't no clouter, I'm a tweaker
Send in them demons, you play with the reaper
He not a threat, put his ass on the bleachers
There they go- frrt, them sweepers
He wanna play with the devil, send him up to God, his mama talkin' to the preacher
You ain't gotta hit your bitch cause she shakin' ass and playin' my song on the speaker
Fuckin' with Dracos, we hit the opps' block gun and beat the shit up like Fox
12 can't take down curfew, I scratch right off if they ever try to come box
I know a nigga who died for dissin' on live, we put his bitch ass on Spot
He wanna be in them pictures but not in the mix, we seen him, his ass got cropped
Don't show Glocks cause we gon' take those (Take those)
I pour up in Firework Faygo
Love my switch, but I want Dracos (Grrr)
Eat this J and up them bankrolls
I was tryna get on that way before this rap and now she goin', fake hoes (Fake hoes)
Me and my twin was both finger-fuckin' the trigger right at the opps, BangBros (Grrr)
No wet pussy, get a bitch with white toes
We don't ride Kias 'cause police bite those
Hang with the opps, so you know they backdoor (Backdoor)
It's 2024 so you know we wack hoes
Goin' to hell cause I'm runnin' with gravediggers, stop playin' 'cause we really make blocks
Boy don't run, you know we chase niggas, switch hit him before he take off (You know what the fuck goin' on)
Boy, don't fall, you know we face niggas, tappin' his brain, lil' bro lookin' lost
Pour up the lean you know we drank different, hit up the plug, this shit gotta cost
I walk in the store, Louis V what I bought, his brains on the floor, he leakin' out thoughts
I know he a bitch, I don't know what he talk, hot took for a Gen, he took him a loss
If I bounce out I know big bro got the wheel, I bail out the back of this car
If we slide on the side, Lil Will gon' bounce out the straight, face shot, we done caught us a Hawk
Get blitzed before I get crossed, I think like a boss, some niggas still shoppin' at Ross
I was right there, jumped out four niggas on one hit, same day that dude got chalked
Hickeys 'round my neck, my bitch get mad, but I ain't gon' sit here and flex (Hell nah)
I'ma start fuckin' these hoes, then pass her to the guys, that's what I do best
Faceshot gang, get close and tap that brain, no need to use that vest (Whew)
Out here rappin' and clappin', don't give no fuck, I'm still gon' chase me a check
Popped my homie, months we went on a hunt, two niggas had died for that (Grrr, baow)
Most of the opps got wacked, boy we caught that hat, boy we pushed his line-up back
Pop-pop out with my shot, can't hop in the whip if I can't ride with that (Hell nah, where you goin'?)
He tried to run, come here, lil' boy, where you goin'? He can't get his homie back
Don't show Glocks cause we gon' take those (Take those)
I pour up in Firework Faygo
Love my switch, but I want Dracos (Grrr)
Eat this J and up them bankrolls
I was tryna get on that way before this rap and now she goin', fake hoes (Fake hoes)
Me and my twin was both finger-fuckin' the trigger right at the opps, BangBros (Grrr)
No wet pussy, get a bitch with white toes
We don't ride Kias 'cause police bite those
Hang with the opps, so you know they backdoor (Backdoor)
It's 2024 so you know we wack hoes
Goin' to hell cause I'm runnin' with gravediggers, stop playin' 'cause we really make blocks
Boy, don't run, you know we chase niggas, switch hit him before he take off
(Ayy, turn my headphones up, you know what the fuck going on)
(Lil' Fox, why you so godly, cuz?)
(Damn, Drako, you made this?)
We was just ridin' in Kias, 'til we got a PAD, now we ridin' fast shit
And I just signed me a deal for a couple of bucks, now I'm fuckin on bad shit
Boy, don't run, come here, we tag shit
We don't play, really bodybag shit
High speed, we dogged a fin-fin, all of Stony police know they can't catch this
I ain't no clouter, I'm a tweaker
Send in them demons, you play with the reaper
He not a threat, put his ass on the bleachers
There they go- frrt, them sweepers
He wanna play with the devil, send him up to God, his mama talkin' to the preacher
You ain't gotta hit your bitch cause she shakin' ass and playin' my song on the speaker
Fuckin' with Dracos, we hit the opps' block gun and beat the shit up like Fox
12 can't take down curfew, I scratch right off if they ever try to come box
I know a nigga who died for dissin' on live, we put his bitch ass on Spot
He wanna be in them pictures but not in the mix, we seen him, his ass got cropped
Don't show Glocks cause we gon' take those (Take those)
I pour up in Firework Faygo
Love my switch, but I want Dracos (Grrr)
Eat this J and up them bankrolls
I was tryna get on that way before this rap and now she goin', fake hoes (Fake hoes)
Me and my twin was both finger-fuckin' the trigger right at the opps, BangBros (Grrr)
No wet pussy, get a bitch with white toes
We don't ride Kias 'cause police bite those
Hang with the opps, so you know they backdoor (Backdoor)
It's 2024 so you know we wack hoes
Goin' to hell cause I'm runnin' with gravediggers, stop playin' 'cause we really make blocks
Boy don't run, you know we chase niggas, switch hit him before he take off (You know what the fuck goin' on)
Boy, don't fall, you know we face niggas, tappin' his brain, lil' bro lookin' lost
Pour up the lean you know we drank different, hit up the plug, this shit gotta cost
I walk in the store, Louis V what I bought, his brains on the floor, he leakin' out thoughts
I know he a bitch, I don't know what he talk, hot took for a Gen, he took him a loss
If I bounce out I know big bro got the wheel, I bail out the back of this car
If we slide on the side, Lil Will gon' bounce out the straight, face shot, we done caught us a Hawk
Get blitzed before I get crossed, I think like a boss, some niggas still shoppin' at Ross
I was right there, jumped out four niggas on one hit, same day that dude got chalked
Hickeys 'round my neck, my bitch get mad, but I ain't gon' sit here and flex (Hell nah)
I'ma start fuckin' these hoes, then pass her to the guys, that's what I do best
Faceshot gang, get close and tap that brain, no need to use that vest (Whew)
Out here rappin' and clappin', don't give no fuck, I'm still gon' chase me a check
Popped my homie, months we went on a hunt, two niggas had died for that (Grrr, baow)
Most of the opps got wacked, boy we caught that hat, boy we pushed his line-up back
Pop-pop out with my shot, can't hop in the whip if I can't ride with that (Hell nah, where you goin'?)
He tried to run, come here, lil' boy, where you goin'? He can't get his homie back
Don't show Glocks cause we gon' take those (Take those)
I pour up in Firework Faygo
Love my switch, but I want Dracos (Grrr)
Eat this J and up them bankrolls
I was tryna get on that way before this rap and now she goin', fake hoes (Fake hoes)
Me and my twin was both finger-fuckin' the trigger right at the opps, BangBros (Grrr)
No wet pussy, get a bitch with white toes
We don't ride Kias 'cause police bite those
Hang with the opps, so you know they backdoor (Backdoor)
It's 2024 so you know we wack hoes
Goin' to hell cause I'm runnin' with gravediggers, stop playin' 'cause we really make blocks
Boy, don't run, you know we chase niggas, switch hit him before he take off
