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faneto freestyle - young pappy lyrics

[produced by chief keef]

[intro]
gang… gang… gang…
gang in this b-tch, gang take your b-tch!
gang, gang, gang, 616!
gang take your b-tch, n-gg-! (hold on!)
ayy, ayy, ayy!
gang in this b-tch, gang in this b-tch!
gang, gang, gang, 616!
gang, n-gg-

[hook]
i’m a lil’ hot n-gg- in a steamer, n-gg-
ridin’ round with that nina sarafina, n-gg-
bro wanna put 30 in it, i’m like i don’t need it, n-gg-
you tweakin’, n-gg-!
where the f-ck is munchie? i ain’t seen him, n-gg-!
tell ’em, n-gg-: all that sh-t you talkin’, you ain’t mean it, n-gg-!
(but you dead now…)
bu, roll that sh-t up, boy that sh-t reeking, n-gg-
when we roll up, your -ss’ll get smoked if you tweakin’, n-gg-
they gon’ have to find you like nemo
i just came from down there with kemo
(shout out, kemo!)

[verse 1]
b-tch, i’m lil’ pappy, i’ll get on your -ss, let that nickel blast
“try to rob him?” they like, “h-ll nah! boy, he be with spazz!”
do a hit, sn-tch off extra fast, lil’ dutty do the dash
switchin’ lanes, way bro do his thing, you think folks finna crash
they like, “wait, lil’ bro slow down while we ridin’ through uptown!
we might have to go and blow mcdonald’s down!”
potato barrel, that b-tch make not a sound (hold on!)
two, three shots – he hit the floor, don’t need a lot of rounds (hold on!)
i smoke t–zy by the pound
lil’ thot b-tch hit my line, “b-tch, i’m not around!”
big bro ‘d wade’ with that k, he love that chopper sound
hit your block, fire off them shots even if the cops around

[verse 2]
i just hit a stain on an o.z. (a ounce of c-ke!)
b-tch, we smoke that thing, this that o.g. (that dopey-dope!)
been in the game, but i ain’t saying i’m no o.g
but i’ll still beat your -ss like your o.g!
slight tint behind this b-tch, i’m ridin’ so low-key
i press the b-tton, this b-tch ride without no key
he like, “this pappy?” i’m like, “b-tch you don’t know me?
better google my name, lil’ n-gg-, i bet your b-tch know me!”
my wrist on freeze, my b-tch on flee, that b-tch on fleek
hear my faneto, they like “turn that keef off, that sh-t so weak!”
make a right down hazel and i pick n-gg-s off, that sh-t so sweet
tfg, pbg, hoola gang life, boy!
y’all ask team, “why y’all so deep?”
wait hold on, ayy!

[hook]
i’m a lil’ hot n-gg- in a steamer, n-gg-
ridin’ round with that nina sarafina, n-gg-
bro wanna put 30 in it, i’m like i don’t need it, n-gg-
you tweakin’, n-gg-!
where the f-ck is munchie? i ain’t seen him, n-gg-!
tell ’em, n-gg-: all that sh-t you talkin’, you ain’t mean it, n-gg-!
(but you dead now…)
bu, roll that sh-t up, boy that sh-t reeking, n-gg-
when we roll up, your -ss’ll get smoked if you tweakin’, n-gg-
we gon’ make you bop just like lil foe
he gon’ catch a shot just like lil foe

- young pappy lyrics

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