Ha ha
Haaaa
Fasho
Why this nigga look familiar gang?
I don´t even know gang
Fasho
Haaa You look familiar
Please get out my face
I was down and you was up
But now its too late
Don´t call my phone I´m counting cake
Dirty shoes i use to scrape
Lot of food on my plate
Yeah you can say I´m living great
Lot of regrets
Yeah I know I know
Cant you see
My glow my glow
That´s my shorty
On the low on the low
I´m way up on the score
Fasho
Where he at?
There he go
Cant tell me nothing
I´m in my mode
Aint really basic I go pro
I use to play Tic tac toe
Woahh
Do my dance
And what?
And count them bands
Yeah
Nawl i aint playing
Why?
This aint Simon Says
I use to eat out them cans
Fried bologna in that pan
Lot of stuff wasnt planned
Phone call home
Butt Whoopings
Impressing people wasnt never for me
Ima push start i don´t need no key
Teacher told me to stay in my seat
I walked out of class
I had to pee
A lot of these niggas they envy me
Ima chill person I sip my tea
Shorty want me
I need security
She trying to marry me
Her nigga cant compare to me
He cant
He wanna be like me
Haa
You cant be like me
You cant
You need more tutoring
They tried to tutor me
But they was fooling me
Ha I be cooling G
Aye gang this za its pulling me
Being broke aint the move
I told my gang its time to move
Remember i use to lose
Now that I´m up
They act confuse
Relationships i refuse
I found true love up in them blues
Like my style you drool
Aint about money I´m cool
Haaa You look familiar
Please get out my face
I was down and you was up
But now its too late
Dont call my phone I´m counting cake
Dirty shoes i use to scrape
Lot of food on my plate
Yeah you can say I´m living great
Lot of regrets
Yeah I know I know
Cant you see
My glow my glow
Thats my shorty
On the low on the low
I´m way up on the score
Fasho
Where he at?
There he go
Cant tell me nothing
I´m in my mode
Aint really basic I go pro
I use to play Tic tac toe
Woahh
SK Lil A - Familiar Lyrics
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Ha ha
Haaaa
Fasho
Why this nigga look familiar gang?
I don´t even know gang
Fasho
Haaa You look familiar
Please get out my face
I was down and you was up
But now its too late
Don´t call my phone I´m counting cake
Dirty shoes i use to scrape
Lot of food on my plate
Yeah you can say I´m living great
Lot of regrets
Yeah I know I know
Cant you see
My glow my glow
That´s my shorty
On the low on the low
I´m way up on the score
Fasho
Where he at?
There he go
Cant tell me nothing
I´m in my mode
Aint really basic I go pro
I use to play Tic tac toe
Woahh
Do my dance
And what?
And count them bands
Yeah
Nawl i aint playing
Why?
This aint Simon Says
I use to eat out them cans
Fried bologna in that pan
Lot of stuff wasnt planned
Phone call home
Butt Whoopings
Impressing people wasnt never for me
Ima push start i don´t need no key
Teacher told me to stay in my seat
I walked out of class
I had to pee
A lot of these niggas they envy me
Ima chill person I sip my tea
Shorty want me
I need security
She trying to marry me
Her nigga cant compare to me
He cant
He wanna be like me
Haa
You cant be like me
You cant
You need more tutoring
They tried to tutor me
But they was fooling me
Ha I be cooling G
Aye gang this za its pulling me
Being broke aint the move
I told my gang its time to move
Remember i use to lose
Now that I´m up
They act confuse
Relationships i refuse
I found true love up in them blues
Like my style you drool
Aint about money I´m cool
Haaa You look familiar
Please get out my face
I was down and you was up
But now its too late
Dont call my phone I´m counting cake
Dirty shoes i use to scrape
Lot of food on my plate
Yeah you can say I´m living great
Lot of regrets
Yeah I know I know
Cant you see
My glow my glow
Thats my shorty
On the low on the low
I´m way up on the score
Fasho
Where he at?
There he go
Cant tell me nothing
I´m in my mode
Aint really basic I go pro
I use to play Tic tac toe
Woahh
Haaaa
Fasho
Why this nigga look familiar gang?
I don´t even know gang
Fasho
Haaa You look familiar
Please get out my face
I was down and you was up
But now its too late
Don´t call my phone I´m counting cake
Dirty shoes i use to scrape
Lot of food on my plate
Yeah you can say I´m living great
Lot of regrets
Yeah I know I know
Cant you see
My glow my glow
That´s my shorty
On the low on the low
I´m way up on the score
Fasho
Where he at?
There he go
Cant tell me nothing
I´m in my mode
Aint really basic I go pro
I use to play Tic tac toe
Woahh
Do my dance
And what?
And count them bands
Yeah
Nawl i aint playing
Why?
This aint Simon Says
I use to eat out them cans
Fried bologna in that pan
Lot of stuff wasnt planned
Phone call home
Butt Whoopings
Impressing people wasnt never for me
Ima push start i don´t need no key
Teacher told me to stay in my seat
I walked out of class
I had to pee
A lot of these niggas they envy me
Ima chill person I sip my tea
Shorty want me
I need security
She trying to marry me
Her nigga cant compare to me
He cant
He wanna be like me
Haa
You cant be like me
You cant
You need more tutoring
They tried to tutor me
But they was fooling me
Ha I be cooling G
Aye gang this za its pulling me
Being broke aint the move
I told my gang its time to move
Remember i use to lose
Now that I´m up
They act confuse
Relationships i refuse
I found true love up in them blues
Like my style you drool
Aint about money I´m cool
Haaa You look familiar
Please get out my face
I was down and you was up
But now its too late
Dont call my phone I´m counting cake
Dirty shoes i use to scrape
Lot of food on my plate
Yeah you can say I´m living great
Lot of regrets
Yeah I know I know
Cant you see
My glow my glow
Thats my shorty
On the low on the low
I´m way up on the score
Fasho
Where he at?
There he go
Cant tell me nothing
I´m in my mode
Aint really basic I go pro
I use to play Tic tac toe
Woahh
Writer: Amari Smith
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