Fasho Fasho by Tae Fuego Lyrics
Ima just start this shit off
Rockin’ all camo like my name is dolph
Most of these ni***as be cappin’ all over the Instagram
Reality, y’all ni**as soft
And ima come second, you know ima bless it
Ima talkin that shit like if I was a reverend
Ni***s real as fuck you let them ni***s tell it
Fuck out my face, where my fuck n***a repellent
Fuck n***a repellent, I put my d*ck in her system she yellin
12 in my face no n***a I’m not tellin
She wanna come over I teach her a lesson
Too many hoes on me they just be pressin’
They be pressin you? Shit, them lil hoes be pressin me too
Lil shawty been beggin for me to come through
I got money on my mind I got other shit to do
I got other shit to do, don’t worry about who in the stu
I don’t have a clue, my fingers are blue she wanna fuck me she see all my loot
Already know it’s a bag in the coupe
Me and J Will like Lebron, uncle Drew everyday is game 7 you know how we steppin, to make the right moves n***a we cannot lose
My teacher said I wouldn’t make it
Kinda ironic, now you the one waiting
I’m never pressurin’ these hoes, n***as patient
Fuck around come masked up like I’m Jason
In n***as head like that n***a from Elm Street
What the fuck is a n***a really gone tell me? I do what I do, and I move how I move, n***a step out of line then my n***as gone bail me
Yea, yea
It’s hard to stay humble these n***as be braggin’ these bitches be naggin’
Fasho, fasho
Puttin’ shit in a casket, this shit is a classic and shit gettin’ drastic
Fasho, fasho
I can be humble, or I can be arrogant it do not matter
Fasho, fasho
Yea I got a cold heart, but I got more heart than all of you n***as
Fasho, fasho
Fasho, fasho
Fasho, fasho
Fasho, fasho
Bitches be naggin’, I don’t do the braggin’ and n***a don’t worry, I just got them racks in
Fasho, fasho
Fasho, fasho
Fasho, fasho
Fasho, fasho
Feel like that n***a that fell in love with that skilla fasho
Fasho, fasho
Yeah, yeah
Fasho, fasho
Fasho, fasho
Flat out
Yea bitch
Yeah, yeah, yeah yeah yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah yeah yeah
(Fuego Fuego Fuego)
Yeah, yeah, yeah yeah yeah
(Gun fire)
Hello?
I’ll hold (gun fire)
Hello? yeah yeah, look these n***as is shooting down here, yeah!
(Horns, car traffic)
I don’t give a damn!
Look
(screams)
Bring somebody down here, okay?
I ain’t bullshittin!
(Screams and sirens)
These n***as is shooting, killing down here!
It’s them rap n***as I know one of em’, Tae Fuego yeah!
N***a with a green shirt, and one of them motherfuckers look just like the n***a that shot Ricky off Boyz ‘N’ The Hood!
(Sirens)
You should’ve seen this motherfucker, gahdamn!
Rockin’ all camo like my name is dolph
Most of these ni***as be cappin’ all over the Instagram
Reality, y’all ni**as soft
And ima come second, you know ima bless it
Ima talkin that shit like if I was a reverend
Ni***s real as fuck you let them ni***s tell it
Fuck out my face, where my fuck n***a repellent
Fuck n***a repellent, I put my d*ck in her system she yellin
12 in my face no n***a I’m not tellin
She wanna come over I teach her a lesson
Too many hoes on me they just be pressin’
They be pressin you? Shit, them lil hoes be pressin me too
Lil shawty been beggin for me to come through
I got money on my mind I got other shit to do
I got other shit to do, don’t worry about who in the stu
I don’t have a clue, my fingers are blue she wanna fuck me she see all my loot
Already know it’s a bag in the coupe
Me and J Will like Lebron, uncle Drew everyday is game 7 you know how we steppin, to make the right moves n***a we cannot lose
My teacher said I wouldn’t make it
Kinda ironic, now you the one waiting
I’m never pressurin’ these hoes, n***as patient
Fuck around come masked up like I’m Jason
In n***as head like that n***a from Elm Street
What the fuck is a n***a really gone tell me? I do what I do, and I move how I move, n***a step out of line then my n***as gone bail me
Yea, yea
It’s hard to stay humble these n***as be braggin’ these bitches be naggin’
Fasho, fasho
Puttin’ shit in a casket, this shit is a classic and shit gettin’ drastic
Fasho, fasho
I can be humble, or I can be arrogant it do not matter
Fasho, fasho
Yea I got a cold heart, but I got more heart than all of you n***as
Fasho, fasho
Fasho, fasho
Fasho, fasho
Fasho, fasho
Bitches be naggin’, I don’t do the braggin’ and n***a don’t worry, I just got them racks in
Fasho, fasho
Fasho, fasho
Fasho, fasho
Fasho, fasho
Feel like that n***a that fell in love with that skilla fasho
Fasho, fasho
Yeah, yeah
Fasho, fasho
Fasho, fasho
Flat out
Yea bitch
Yeah, yeah, yeah yeah yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah yeah yeah
(Fuego Fuego Fuego)
Yeah, yeah, yeah yeah yeah
(Gun fire)
Hello?
I’ll hold (gun fire)
Hello? yeah yeah, look these n***as is shooting down here, yeah!
(Horns, car traffic)
I don’t give a damn!
Look
(screams)
Bring somebody down here, okay?
I ain’t bullshittin!
(Screams and sirens)
These n***as is shooting, killing down here!
It’s them rap n***as I know one of em’, Tae Fuego yeah!
N***a with a green shirt, and one of them motherfuckers look just like the n***a that shot Ricky off Boyz ‘N’ The Hood!
(Sirens)
You should’ve seen this motherfucker, gahdamn!