formula 1 - thouxanbanfauni lyrics
part 1
[intro]
indigo
okay, embasin, whatever
[chorus]
ralph lauren, red monkey, jeans ain’t even evisu
don’t do no running, just chase a bag, cross country, track
brand new rifle, got night vision, don’t need to see you
talk is cheap, my time ain’t for the chit chat
switch up the lines, crush in my pocket and the pill relapse
talk sh*t on the net, get your ip address, pull up, get your ass whacked
i don’t know what the [?] told you, pull that sh*t around here, get smacked
n*ggas want pressure with ttb, now why you wanna go do that?
[verse 1]
hit the dealership like what’s the fastest thing you got?
2020 [?] out the lot
still pop out the parking lot, [?] monserrat
ain’t talking no p. diddy, wе serving all the rock
get hеr addicted to lean, yeah, yeah, yeah
i turned that ho to a freak, yeah, yeah, yeah
eat her like i got munchies, that’s my queen
girl of my dreams, xanny bar, triple z
zzzzz, still don’t get no sleep
wake up, get my strap, get a bag, groundhog’s day repeat
i’ll smash your thot and give her back so please don’t name drop me
last n*gga try me, t.v., news screen
quickdraw, marksman shoot it, .45 rugers, big bazookas
surrounded by some k!llers, looters, scammers and some shooters
i see tie dye, murakami in my drugs
leave her wide eyed, give her molly in the club
[chorus]
ralph lauren, red monkey, jeans ain’t even evisu
don’t do no running, just chase a bag, cross country, track
brand new rifle, got night vision, don’t need to see you
talk is cheap, my time ain’t for the chit chat
switch up the lines, crush in my pocket and the pill relapse
talk sh*t on the net, get your ip address, pull up, get your ass whacked
i don’t know what the [?] told you, pull that sh*t around here, get smacked
n*ggas want pressure with ttb, now why you wanna go do that?
[verse 2]
don’t be a spoiled lil’ brat around me [?]
cashing out daddies checks, rob you and you’re father’s debt
got some money for me boy, lit, say that, bet
say that then, should just say that then
i can’t wait on no one, i can’t wait on no one
i won’t wait on no one, i won’t wait on no one
i can’t wait on no one, i can’t wait on no one
i don’t wait on no one, i don’t wait on no one
no one, no one, no one, no one, no one, no one
i can’t wait on no one, i can’t wait on no one
no one, no one, no one, no one
i won’t wait on no one, i won’t wait on no one
part 2
[verse 1]
i got dope on the phone line, just like e*i*e*i*o
e*i*e*i*o, e*i*e*i*o
got a whole lotta hoes on the phone line, and the b*tch like e*i*e*i*o
and the ho, and the ho, and this ain’t my first rodeo
diamonds on way past froze, colder than cold, three below
n*ggas always talk sh*t, big sh*t, wanna pop sh*t, i’ll pop smoke
p*ssy boy, aim at your dome, your skull, we put your ass six below
b*tches be acting like birds, i shot me a dove, i k!ll all hoes
[chorus]
giddy up, alley oop, ride me ho, fall down deep like geronimo
fall down deep like geronimo, fall down deep like geronimo
geronimo, fall down deep like geronimo
fall down deep like geronimo, fall down deep like geronimo
geronimo, fall down deep like geronimo
fall down deep like geronimo, fall down deep like geronimo
geronimo, fall down deep like geronimo
geronimo, fall down deep like geronimo
[verse 2]
alice in wonderland, rabbit hole
came in this ho with a classy ho, sassy ho, used to be a lil bit ratchet though
don’t judge a book by the cover though
but i always keep me a double o
stupid lil’ n*ggas, we pulling up, riding, we sliding with choppas and sticks
n*ggas talking out they ass, this glock gon’ shoot off your d*ck
f*cking that b*tch, like the craft she levitate when i gave her d*ck, she a witch
shawty [?] train his nose [?] fill the whole clip
i ain’t got time for hoes [?] waste time
n*gga went out to hit a l!ck out of state and hit tuskegee
put a ski mask on right now, these n*ggas all black force activity
f*ck a witness, n*ggas don’t see me, if he did, then he ain’t breathing
n*gga these ain’t no bb’s, real hollow tip, get hit no bee sting
fall down the rabbit hole, get a umbrella out, geronimo
[?] like pose
mother stewing betty crocker, i keep a whole lotta dope
iq real proper, baby that head game swole
shawty this ain’t no meet the fockers, i’ll pistol whip your father
he your daddy, i is too and the teacher too, i taught her
apple don’t fall too far from the tree, grow up like him no shocker
my strap still [?] criminal past, then tie up your daughter
n*ggas want smoke [?] i get a ar and a glock start hunting
want static with me, you dumb, get a glock, ar*15 start hunting
baby this sh*t right here’ll smoke you out, it thump thump thump then dump you
sorry lil’ baby i’m on the move, all of my opps tryna see you too
tryna see where i lay my head, where i eat sh*t, where i, ooh
can’t even bring you around ’cause the opps tryna see who i’m f*cking on too
mama ain’t raise no b*tch, p*ssy boy make your move
n*ggas always run from sh*t, these n*ggas fugazi, don’t f*ck with no fools
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