"Fasho Dat" lyrics
Honest & Lil Yachty Lyrics
"Fasho Dat"
(Earl on the beat)
It's Honest and Boat, it's Honest and Boat (What?)
It's Honest and Boat, it's Honest and Boat (What?)
It's Honest and Boat, it's Honest and Boat (It's us)
It's Honest and Boat, but you knew that
True Religion head to toe like I'm Buddhist (Merch)
And I'm poppin' my shit, I don't talk a lot
This a brand-new smell, this ain't Baccarat (Pop it)
This a brand-new smell and it's on me
Concrete Boy, courtside, floor seat (Us)
Hellcat Redeye with the red key
Hellcat Redeye, yellow Ben Bros (Ski, ski, ski)
Redbone caramel with the white toes
Pink diamonds lookin' fruity like Mentos (That's the truth)
And your diamonds moissanite, but we don't do those (Hey)
And my new bitch a sweetie like Quavo (Hey)
And my new bitch a sweetie like YG (Hey)
Fuck her long way like Peewee (Hey)
I'm her A$AP, she my lil' RiRi
I'm her whoopty-whoop, she my lil' fi-fi (Huh)
She go LV, me, I go LV (Huh)
We be twinnin' like BB and CC
She bald head, so I palm her like KeKe
Nigga pissed 'cause my chain look like pee-pee (Shit look crazy)
Fifty racks, young nigga, can you show that? (Fifty)
Fifty racks, young nigga, I can blow that (Fifty)
If it's smoke, we pull up where your show at (Fifty)
And I'm from Six Flags, nigga, for sure dat
For sure dat, for sure dat, for sure dat, for sure dat
For sure dat, for sure dat, for sure dat, for sure dat
For sure dat
I pop out in a throwback, yeah (Pop your shit, Miles)
Sippin' mud, feel like I popped an Ambien (Yeah)
Warpaint on my face like an Indian (Yeah)
I'm cut like a steak, don't mention it (Yeah)
I'm smashin' the gas, I'm grippin' it (Yeah)
I take MD to the face like a Tylenol pill, my ex-bitch envy it (Yeah)
Two hoes tryna get entangled ('Tangled)
If I'm never sewed up, all angles (Yeah)
I done ran outta space on my wrist, I put three-karat diamonds on my ankles (Yeah)
How dare you a grown man askin' me to borrow money? You niggas bangles (What the fuck?)
I give a fuck how much a fuck nigga pray, play with me, we shoot down his angels (That's right)
I'm bored, rent a house in Topanga (Pop it)
I'm geeked, I'm a rapper turned singer
I'll put that bitch up on a hanger (Pop it)
Out the way, out the way, danger (Pop it)
You niggas ain't helpin' your mans (Yeah)
That shit just sound good on paper (Pop it)
I'm more stuck up than a Laker
Rich dick, she just want me to take her (Pop it)
Crib came with a bull, look like Jimmy (Like Jimmy)
I'm the one, got me feelin' like Wendy (Like Wendy)
Two Glocks, two fullys, two semis (Two Glocks, two fullys, two autos and semis)
I might fly the ho out to Kissimmee
Then get all in her mouth like a dentist
Me and Boat on this motherfucker trippin' (Me and Boat on this)
Me and Boat on this bitch goin' brazy (Me and Boat on this bitch)
Two hoes in this bitch actin' different (Ski, ski, womp, ski, womp, ski, womp)
Wavin' through the water like I'm Vince Carter, on a train, MARTA (Hey)
She'll pop an X pill, that's a game starter (For real)
I'm fuckin' up that sack, I'm tryna go Dame D.O.L.L.A (Damn)
Uh, uh, it's Honest and Boat, it's Honest and Boat
It's Honest and Boat, it's Honest and Boat
It's Honest and Boat, it's Honest and Boat (What?)
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- Lil Yachty Lyrics
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