Lo Maine - Fa Sho' Lyrics

Ian goin back forth with ya homie
I'm coming straight for ya throat Yeah

If they seen where I was raised as a youngin
I know they prolly wouldn't go there

Gucci my swag and my niggas stunting
Broke Niggas can't compare

Run up a bag and get you some money
Thats been the motto fa sho yea

Run up a bag and get you some money
Run up a bag and get you some money
Run up a bag and get you some money
That's been the motto fa sho yeah

Run up a bag and get you some money
Run up a bag and get you some money
Run up a bag and get you some money
That's been the motto fa sho yeah

Cash out on a Beamer
Dark tint can't see us
Choppa sing like Alisha
My niggas calling gotta be there
You cannot be friendly
Cause these Niggas envy
I keep that shit on me
You goin like Ricky
I know that you doubted me
That is not realness
Allergic to bullshit
My Finger been itching
But ima be straight
Ima be great
Believed in myself I don't care what they say
Tap water drinking right from the sank
Ain't goin back so I gotta maintain
You gotta stick to motto
I'm seeing digits everytime my eyes close
B.r.c big racks colossal
See it all even wit the blinds closed

Ian goin back forth with ya homie
I'm coming straight for ya throat Yeah

If they seen where I was raised as a youngin
I know they prolly wouldn't go there

Gucci my swag and my niggas stunting
Broke Niggas can't compare

Run up a bag and get you some money
Thats been the motto fa sho yea

Run up a bag and get you some money
Run up a bag and get you some money
Run up a bag and get you some money
That's been the motto fa sho yeah

Run up a bag and get you some money
Run up a bag and get you some money
Run up a bag and get you some money
That's been the motto fa sho yeah

Run it up run it up
Don't think about snatching shit in the club
My niggas we rolling left
We ain't no dubs
Young niggas ain't gave no f*cks
Money thru Sunday
We counting them digits
Beat from the back yeah these bitches
Draco my Draco extended
Nigga play around then we gotta end him

Keep playing wit fire
Then I gotta torch ya
Killing these niggas
I gave him abortion
Take everything
It's gone be a extortion
You gotta Checc in
With my people we corporate
They cannot sleep on me
Cause I'm not boring
That ain't yo hoe that you think holding
F*ck for a dollar
I bet she gone holler
You going out sad
And you know that you know it

So Lil bitty bit Get back
In the studio I'm Smoking gas
Folks get behind me do the dash
And ya know I get it gone fast
Pray to god to god I hope I don't crash
All my Niggas gotta long last
Stacked up real good on the cash
Yola bang niggas gone blast

Ian goin back forth with ya homie
I'm coming straight for ya throat Yeah

If they seen where I was raised as a youngin
I know they prolly wouldn't go there

Gucci my swag and my niggas stunting
Broke Niggas can't compare

Run up a bag and get you some money
Thats been the motto fa sho yea

Run up a bag and get you some money
Run up a bag and get you some money
Run up a bag and get you some money
That's been the motto fa sho yeah

Run up a bag and get you some money
Run up a bag and get you some money
Run up a bag and get you some money
That's been the motto fa sho yeah