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F.W.Y.O. (feat. DA LEGEND G.7EVEN) Video (MV)






Pella daGoat - F.W.Y.O. (feat. DA LEGEND G.7EVEN) Lyrics




Boy y'all know the f*ck going on

League of Extraordinary Gentlemen bitch

Straight up

Pella daGoat

Boy f*ck what you on
F*ck what you on
F*ck what you on
F*ck what you on
F*ck everything that you want
F*ck what you want
F*ck what you want
F*ck what you want
Came in this world all alone
Done ran it up on my own
Ten toes down on my grown
And I can feel the shit in my bones
And I say f*ck what you on
F*ck what you on
F*ck what you on
F*ck what you on
F*ck everything that you want
F*ck what you want
F*ck what you want
F*ck what you want
I came in this world all alone
Done ran it up on my own
Ten toes down on my grown
Boy I can feel the shit in my bones
And I say f*ck what you on

I knew as a youngin' that I'd be humongous
As soon as I jumped off the porch
My family was humble and somewhere I stumbled
And still never fumbled the torch
Cause many are called and few wound up chosen
But the only one man is gon' stand as the winner
I knew I would win when I entered
It feel like I'm here to deliver the sinners I swear
F*ck anybody who not with the gang
If they at me
I roll with the demons and degenerates
I've been outcast Im the Goat of the Black Sheep
Runin' circles round these Urkels tryna show they nerdy ass
That they ain't never really been that geek
I swear on the lord of the Horde y'all hoes
Can't afford to do half what I did last week
Motherf*cker that's me
Don't be surprised when you arrive
And you see the crowd part like the Red Sea
Like the trailer park messiah boy I'm comin' with that fire
Every time that I speak cause I'm deadly
I ain't never givin' up
Every day I'm alive I'ma live it up
Ain't no man on the planet who gon' ever understand it
God damn it I ain't never bout to give a f*ck

Boy f*ck what you on
F*ck what you on
F*ck what you on
F*ck what you on
F*ck everything that you want
F*ck what you want
F*ck what you want
F*ck what you want
I came in this world all alone
Done ran it up on my own
Ten toes down on my grown
And I can feel that shit in my bones
And I say f*ck what you on

Aye speaking with the wrong tone
Get ya whole zone blown
7.5 make a kracker spin your home
Fox 5 Floyd County got it lookin' like a dead zone
Shut your ass off like a dead phone
We Bitcoinin' wallets
These jury selections compact with some caution
We liberty x it concealin' narcotics
Got paperwork like we live in a office
Securing these financial funds
We done emptied your pockets
It's business or profit
G Seven ain't takin' no losses
I turn this bitch into a mosh pit
Speak on my name and we pop shit
I'm swervin' all over the freeway
Only way I know to G-Way
I push a heat wave like I'm D-Wade
I turn this bitch into D-Day
Bitch you ain't gettin' no lead way
I ball on these bitches like EA
Might catch a body I'm D.K.
Turnt pale from ghostin' my demons
They don't even see it
I got blood on my suit
Dressed up in stain
7.5 breakin' the chains

Ain't shit bout to change
This shit'll get ugly
As soon as you touch me
I promise these problems
Ain't nothin' you want
You gonna think it was Legion
When me and these demons
Show up screamin' f*ck what you on
Ain't doin' no talkin
Cause time equals money
Big steppers be walkin
Folks think that I'm runnin
Cause I'm out in front like a hunnid
Ain't winded or nothin
Like serious, the f*ck do you want
This kinda pressure been known to make diamonds
I'm dyin' to know what you tryin
Cause right now I feel like I'm flyin
The eye in the sky
Goin' blind from the glow
I feel like a giant
I can't be prescribin
To all the bullshit you supplyin'
Just know I'm not buyin'
Cause I can't go out like that guy
And I'm never gon' be the type
That you gon' ever describe as a hoe

F*ck is you on
F*ck everything that you want
I came in this world all alone
Done ran it up on my own
Ten toes down on my grown
And I can feel the shit in my bones
And I say f*ck what you on
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Boy y'all know the f*ck going on

League of Extraordinary Gentlemen bitch

Straight up

Pella daGoat

Boy f*ck what you on
F*ck what you on
F*ck what you on
F*ck what you on
F*ck everything that you want
F*ck what you want
F*ck what you want
F*ck what you want
Came in this world all alone
Done ran it up on my own
Ten toes down on my grown
And I can feel the shit in my bones
And I say f*ck what you on
F*ck what you on
F*ck what you on
F*ck what you on
F*ck everything that you want
F*ck what you want
F*ck what you want
F*ck what you want
I came in this world all alone
Done ran it up on my own
Ten toes down on my grown
Boy I can feel the shit in my bones
And I say f*ck what you on

I knew as a youngin' that I'd be humongous
As soon as I jumped off the porch
My family was humble and somewhere I stumbled
And still never fumbled the torch
Cause many are called and few wound up chosen
But the only one man is gon' stand as the winner
I knew I would win when I entered
It feel like I'm here to deliver the sinners I swear
F*ck anybody who not with the gang
If they at me
I roll with the demons and degenerates
I've been outcast Im the Goat of the Black Sheep
Runin' circles round these Urkels tryna show they nerdy ass
That they ain't never really been that geek
I swear on the lord of the Horde y'all hoes
Can't afford to do half what I did last week
Motherf*cker that's me
Don't be surprised when you arrive
And you see the crowd part like the Red Sea
Like the trailer park messiah boy I'm comin' with that fire
Every time that I speak cause I'm deadly
I ain't never givin' up
Every day I'm alive I'ma live it up
Ain't no man on the planet who gon' ever understand it
God damn it I ain't never bout to give a f*ck

Boy f*ck what you on
F*ck what you on
F*ck what you on
F*ck what you on
F*ck everything that you want
F*ck what you want
F*ck what you want
F*ck what you want
I came in this world all alone
Done ran it up on my own
Ten toes down on my grown
And I can feel that shit in my bones
And I say f*ck what you on

Aye speaking with the wrong tone
Get ya whole zone blown
7.5 make a kracker spin your home
Fox 5 Floyd County got it lookin' like a dead zone
Shut your ass off like a dead phone
We Bitcoinin' wallets
These jury selections compact with some caution
We liberty x it concealin' narcotics
Got paperwork like we live in a office
Securing these financial funds
We done emptied your pockets
It's business or profit
G Seven ain't takin' no losses
I turn this bitch into a mosh pit
Speak on my name and we pop shit
I'm swervin' all over the freeway
Only way I know to G-Way
I push a heat wave like I'm D-Wade
I turn this bitch into D-Day
Bitch you ain't gettin' no lead way
I ball on these bitches like EA
Might catch a body I'm D.K.
Turnt pale from ghostin' my demons
They don't even see it
I got blood on my suit
Dressed up in stain
7.5 breakin' the chains

Ain't shit bout to change
This shit'll get ugly
As soon as you touch me
I promise these problems
Ain't nothin' you want
You gonna think it was Legion
When me and these demons
Show up screamin' f*ck what you on
Ain't doin' no talkin
Cause time equals money
Big steppers be walkin
Folks think that I'm runnin
Cause I'm out in front like a hunnid
Ain't winded or nothin
Like serious, the f*ck do you want
This kinda pressure been known to make diamonds
I'm dyin' to know what you tryin
Cause right now I feel like I'm flyin
The eye in the sky
Goin' blind from the glow
I feel like a giant
I can't be prescribin
To all the bullshit you supplyin'
Just know I'm not buyin'
Cause I can't go out like that guy
And I'm never gon' be the type
That you gon' ever describe as a hoe

F*ck is you on
F*ck everything that you want
I came in this world all alone
Done ran it up on my own
Ten toes down on my grown
And I can feel the shit in my bones
And I say f*ck what you on
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Writer: Justin Greene, Scotty Venable
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