FASHOLY Songtext
von YSN Flow

I know they praying I lose, I got them confused like how did he do it again
Momma been praying I′m cool, she know n- fu and I can get killed by my friends
I know these b- gone chaos she f- on me and then you, and still got a man
I made one prayer to god, please don't let that chopper jam if I′m stuck in a jam

Jelly we get n- jammed
Straight off the muscle I'm working I don't do no scams
She call me daddy or Flow, never Kam, put a QP on the scale, never grams
Can′t ever change, I know who I am, and she want my name, she know that I′m him
Black truck I move like Obama, ain't mine if she ain′t meet my momma

Shout out to Kim, I'm about my blues like Duke no Dennis
These n- snitches, we can′t do no business
I put my d- in her guts, no feelings
I hit a button, now whip, no ceiling
He only be around b- no villains
You hit the innocent, that ain't no killing
I ain′t no addict, I really be healing
Know I got a problem, at least I admit it


Got her stuck, you ah think she was brainwashed
762 out the drac make a train stop
Run it up, if I'm living I can't stop
Barley leave unless it′s for a bank stop
This new money, it′s never the same guap
She on d- but wouldn't f- if I ain′t pop
Put the d- in her mouth like a cake pop
I love my fans, was sad when I ain't drop

I know they praying I lose, I got them confused, like, how did he do it again?
Momma been praying I′m cool, she know n- fu and I can get killed by my friends
I know these b- gone chaos, she f- on me and then you, and still got a man
I made one prayer to god, please don't let that chopper jam if I′m stuck in a jam

This how I'm coming, n- said I wasn't broke and wasn′t bumming
Just like they said I wouldn′t touch me one hundred
Man, n- just chatting that's why I say f- them and never respond
I went and got me a Rolex before half of these n- got jobs
I got so much respect for them n- who jump over fences and hop out them rides and don′t say a word

Thought it was sweet 'cause we lived in the burbs
I seen the s- that you seen maybe worse
They never threw help for the kid only dirt
We all got choppers, s- look like resurgence
Glocky pop a b- cherry, no virgin
They can′t f- with the kids, got them nervous
If I hit her she creaming and squirting, f- with a purpose


She like daddy come beat up my backbone, you hit the road and then never come back home
Free Buwop out the pen, man, they just gave him ten for conspiracy, talking on tapped phone
N- chatting it never be facts tho, I got guala that lil n- cracked tho
Ain't got nothing, you know that I′m strapped tho, it be your friends who try to come backdoor

In the field where this s- will get real, cut off bro 'cause he cried on a drill
N- only will kill off a pill, I can't seperate fake from the real
But I know these n- fold or squeal, I blow the drac′ while Shmoney hold the wheel
In this b- with them Gang members, them the same n- who I call and they catch them a kill

(Ah-ooh, I was finna kill that b-)