Yung Fazo Get Back! Lyrics

[Chorus: SoFaygo]
This ain't that, I'm just tryna count up big racks
I'ma up the Glock and make a boy get back
Spray 'em on lil' baby, you know I can't lack
Get the backend, know I'ma make that ho lose track
Lil' hothead nigga but he better relax
I don't care about a critic or a nigga feedback
Tryna bring a nigga down, now a nigga see that
Freeband, nigga, that's all on me
Yeah, that's all I see
GG, baby, that's all I breathe
Had to run to the money, know a nigga like green
This lavish life somethin' you can't see
Relax 'fore I up the Glock on me
The flexin' done really got a nigga heated
She got down, told that girl, "Eat it"

[Verse: Yung Fazo]
Chopper, chopper hold the rounds, yeah
Nigga, we gunnin' 'em down, yeah
Me and Faygo, yeah, we skrrt off in whips
And you know that we runnin' the town, yeah, yeah, yeah
Run up on me, mistake
Chopper gon' leave you dead up in your grave
Say you don't want me, I said okay
I don't surf on no bitch, I'm creating a wave
Me and Faygo goin' crazy
Yeah, she eat me up and she be saying I'm tasty
I be going dummy hard on these tracks
Ain't no time for rest, ain't no time to relax
Me and Faygo, we don't f*ck with the opp shit
Burn him right down, got the chopsticks
Nigga, why you hating on me? Better stop it I'm only fourteen, I ain't never stoppin'
Drop it, yeah, you wanted me to drop it
You be layin 'with my friends in the tropics
You mine, yeah, you know I had to lock it
Me and Faygo, yeah, we come for you, better stop it

[Chorus: SoFaygo]
This ain't that, I'm just tryna count up big racks
I'ma up the Glock and make a boy get back
Spray 'em on lil' baby, you know I can't lack
Get the backend, know I'ma make that ho lose track
Lil' hothead nigga but he better relax
I don't care about a critic or a nigga feedback
Tryna bring a nigga down, now a nigga see that
Freeband, nigga, that's all on me
Yeah, that's all I see
GG, baby, that's all I breathe
Had to run to the money, know a nigga like green
This lavish life somethin' you can't see
Relax 'fore I up the Glock on me
The flexin' done really got a nigga heated
She got down, told that girl, "Eat it"

[Outro: SoFaygo]
This ain't that, I'm just tryna count up big racks
I'ma up the Glock and make a boy get back
Spray 'em on lil' baby, you know I can't lack
Get the backend, know I'ma make that ho lose track
Lil' hothead nigga but he better relax
I don't care about a critic or a nigga feedback
Tryna bring a nigga down, now a nigga see that