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Timbo BeenReal - Faneto Lyrics



Timbo BeenReal - Faneto Lyrics




Yeah we creep on niggas blocks better not try to run
Big ass 4-Nick with a drum feel like Curry big Glock 30 let me focus up
Bro got a Glock with a switch f*ck all the opps we gon' thru they shit
Pass me the bop cause we still boppin' and that boy got hit in his shit

Can't wait till I catch a 7 he goin' to heaven we emptying out the clip
I'm the one ran down on him might get picked up for a body
What the f*ck is a attempt spinnin' got me hot as f*ck
Tell them niggas check the temp wake up put that shit right on

Yeah they know that I'm him I just robbed niggas faneto
Hold on see the opps start blowin' they be trollin' man that's how that go
I heard that's his bitch he super sick I put dick down her throat
Ballin' with my niggas pullin' triggers I can't duck no smoke

I'm on that hit I want him gone he gotta go
Man I want this nigga so bad might kick his door
What you know bout a plus one go up the score
Peep a face hop out the car and blow strike

Rollin' up the block we ain't put it in park when we hopped out on dude
Can't be cool with none of my opps you play that side you get parked too
Put a opp inside my backwood sometimes I put two
Goofy got robbed on a back block he be movin' loose

Niggas want me dead but I don't give a f*ck I'm rich
Wake up grab my stick I don't give a f*ck bout no bitch
I'm tryna get rich they tryna take me out the mix
Swagged out don't disrespect my jet see a Opp he Stretched

He got hit up with that big-ass Drak I'm mad he ain't check
Man it's 2 am I'ma booted up watchin' cameras in the spot
Let a nigga try come through come steal my flow I swear to God he gettin' shot
I got Tony Romo bro got 4-0 hit him 20 times

I don't give a f*ck we on that drop we tryna get him down
I don't give no f*ck these niggas know we gon' blow him down
Yeah we spinnin' blocks we in a Hellcat
Me and my niggas in the hood we stretchin' shit like yea I got a lot of smoke

That's why I stay around a lot of straps
Niggas try to run that's why he got hit up in his f*ckin' back
They think it's a joke I thought I told them boys they bet not lack
Call lil bro for the strikes if we get two we might come back to back

Nigga how you dissin on them tracks and you ain't got no hats
F*ck Nigga
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Yeah we creep on niggas blocks better not try to run
Big ass 4-Nick with a drum feel like Curry big Glock 30 let me focus up
Bro got a Glock with a switch f*ck all the opps we gon' thru they shit
Pass me the bop cause we still boppin' and that boy got hit in his shit

Can't wait till I catch a 7 he goin' to heaven we emptying out the clip
I'm the one ran down on him might get picked up for a body
What the f*ck is a attempt spinnin' got me hot as f*ck
Tell them niggas check the temp wake up put that shit right on

Yeah they know that I'm him I just robbed niggas faneto
Hold on see the opps start blowin' they be trollin' man that's how that go
I heard that's his bitch he super sick I put dick down her throat
Ballin' with my niggas pullin' triggers I can't duck no smoke

I'm on that hit I want him gone he gotta go
Man I want this nigga so bad might kick his door
What you know bout a plus one go up the score
Peep a face hop out the car and blow strike

Rollin' up the block we ain't put it in park when we hopped out on dude
Can't be cool with none of my opps you play that side you get parked too
Put a opp inside my backwood sometimes I put two
Goofy got robbed on a back block he be movin' loose

Niggas want me dead but I don't give a f*ck I'm rich
Wake up grab my stick I don't give a f*ck bout no bitch
I'm tryna get rich they tryna take me out the mix
Swagged out don't disrespect my jet see a Opp he Stretched

He got hit up with that big-ass Drak I'm mad he ain't check
Man it's 2 am I'ma booted up watchin' cameras in the spot
Let a nigga try come through come steal my flow I swear to God he gettin' shot
I got Tony Romo bro got 4-0 hit him 20 times

I don't give a f*ck we on that drop we tryna get him down
I don't give no f*ck these niggas know we gon' blow him down
Yeah we spinnin' blocks we in a Hellcat
Me and my niggas in the hood we stretchin' shit like yea I got a lot of smoke

That's why I stay around a lot of straps
Niggas try to run that's why he got hit up in his f*ckin' back
They think it's a joke I thought I told them boys they bet not lack
Call lil bro for the strikes if we get two we might come back to back

Nigga how you dissin on them tracks and you ain't got no hats
F*ck Nigga
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Writer: Timothy Clemons
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Performed By: Timbo BeenReal
Language: English
Length: 2:06
Written by: Timothy Clemons
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