Fio Baby Rap & Roll Lyrics

Chorus

Ima rap, Ima roll, ya'll can not tell me no
I don't care what you think, I don't care what you know
I can't escape that which is my fate, let them haters hate let them haters
Hate

(Baby ima)

Ima rap, Ima roll, ya'll can not tell me no
I don't care what you think, I don't care what you know
I can't escape that which is my fate, let them haters hate let them haters
Hate

Verse 1
I'm like here we go it's F.I.O. that's banging out your stereo
Dirty with that vulgar flow, peep how bright my ora glows
I'm fresh, I'm fly, I'm hot, I'm dope, and every other synonym
I ain't playing games, but I Mortal Kombat finish him!

My ego be Pacino, Deniro in Casino,
My swagger be Sinatra, Dean Martin at the Opera
Eminems the Way I am and Lupes hey I Gotcha
Tupacs Hit em Up diss and Biggys Who Shot Ya

I'm a king just like Mufassa, yet I'm innocent as Bambi
My language be Rafiki, so ya'll can't understand me
I'm high off life like a flight, but baby your can't land me
I'm screaming I'm a LI, New York Yankee Doodle Dandy

One day you watch and see I'll be balling out like tether
Hearts darker than the night, nah I'm just Joking round like Ledger
I may not be the best, but I'm better than you
Weights as heavy as a walrus like coo coo cahu!

Chorus

Ima rap, Ima roll, ya'll can not tell me no
I don't care what you think, I don't care what you know
I can't escape that which is my fate, let them haters hate let them haters
Hate (Baby ima)

Ima rap, Ima roll, ya'll can not tell me no
I don't care what you think, I don't care what you know
I can't escape that which is my fate, let them haters hate let them haters
Hate

Verse 2:

Okay now here we go, who we judging? F.I.O.
"Damn he's fat, eww he's gross, man he's wak, dude he blows
Is he hot? I don't know, I hope he aint going pro
Do rei mi, mi rei do, god his voice needs T-Pain yo

This kids a f*cking loser bro, but he won some local show
Hmm, what he win? I don't know, just some itty bitty dough ($500.00)
He did not deserve it though, he's immature he needs to grow and Oh!
He rapped about hoes, drugs, sex, and alcohol"

Okay, slow down, Breathe in, Breathe out
Someone fill me in quick, what is this shit all about?
Well Hey! Look at me it's Mr. FiO Baby
And I got my own thread up on the ACB

I feed off your words, your hate, and envy
"Wow look how many motha f*ckin people hate me"
The album hasn't dropped and I'm trashed already
So what the f*ck does that tell you about me?

I'm NASTY!

Chorus

Ima rap, Ima roll, ya'll can not tell me no
I don't care what you think, I don't care what you know
I can't escape that which is my fate, let them haters hate let them haters
Hate

(Baby ima)

Ima rap, Ima roll, ya'll can not tell me no
I don't care what you think, I don't care what you know
I can't escape that which is my fate, let them haters hate let them haters
Hate