#SHEAFAN) Lyrics

Yeah, I know she a fan when she come to the crib Got that glock in the back, hit that boy in the rib

Wrap that boy in a box, he ain't come in no gifts Smokin' his pack, I ain't lighting no spliff

Shooting that Glock, he get put in a gif

I ain't gon' snitch, know I'm pleading the fifth

Glock hit that boy, now he talk with a lisp

Girl at the crib and she beg for a lick

Yeah, I see that lil dude, and he look like a lick,

Got that gang in the back, they pull up with a blick got that stick, if you play with my name, you get hit,

I'm the one who be runnin' it,

One who be gunnin' it

Stay at the top, I ain't finna be under it

Hating on me, but I know you the son of me

I got my gang in the back, ima summon em',

I'm getting money, I copped me a Cullinan

I got that stick, I'ma tell em I'm coming in

Hating online, but I know that they bumping this

Show em this money, I know that they wantin' this, Never gon' get it, lil' bro, you ain't runnin' this

Ain't got no money, nobody be fundin' him

Go to her crib and I'm finna have fun and dip

Say she a fan, every night, know she loving it

Yeah, I know she a fan when she come to the crib Got that glock in the back, hit that boy in the rib

Wrap that boy in a box, he ain't come in no gifts Smokin' his pack, I ain't lighting no spliff

Shooting that Glock, he get put in a gif

I ain't gon' snitch, know I'm pleading the fifth

Glock hit that boy, now he talk with a lisp

(Maybach Music)