F.Y.B.A.N by TWENTYTHREE808 Lyrics

Exactly where the base is at nigga
Fuck your bitch ass nigga
Fuck your rich ass nigga (aye,what)
(What,what)
(Aye,what)
If I put that bitch on blast then I might spass(What)
Chasing the guap nigga not no digital dash(aye)
Might ball on them got all you niggas mad(aye)
Pretty proud to be here
I'm bout as loud as my crew is
I go hard you clueless
Probably hard to persuade this
Wondering how I just do this(what)
I ain't you bitch ass nigga's snitch on a beat(what)
I ain't you bitch ass nigga's talking shit(what)
You be one hundred a snitch
I doge a opp(what)
Fantasize about my beats until I'm weak
Got no time for no minds I be doing mine(aye)
All the time my nigga I'm not whining(aye)
What it is be the vibe
Even if I'm tired
Nigga's still be lying
Ski pray for mе bro(what)
Goddee made this shit slow
Twentythree for your hoe
You bеt I beat it bad hoe
Catch me in the Bando(what)
Cooking up the crack hoe
It's a wrap when I pull up
Charge your best nigga what's up
Don't get foolish
I got the toll in (what)
My stamina hooligan(what)
Take a step back bitch(ouu,what)
Take a step back bitch(what,what,uhh)
I got too lit nigga(what)
I'm too lit nigga
I'm too lit nigga
(School it, School it, School it)
(Huh ,uhh)
(Too lit,bitch)
(Aye,what,what)
Exactly where the base is at nigga
Fuck your bitch ass nigga
Fuck your rich ass nigga (aye,what)
(What,what)
(What,what,what)