Fasho

I ride around with a stick and you know it

I tell 'em it's Jaylen Coley, bitch

We ride around with a nine and a fourty

Bullets come hot, think he knowing

I had to fuck up my bag and get my off my ass and get to the cash, just bogus

Done being sad and thinking 'bout changing up shit in the past, see we know it's over

That nigga lyin', he saying Jaylen been in and he hiding, boy you a hoe

I was just vibing, I was just out and about I was sliding, bitch I'm on go

Fuck all the fighting, see who'll blow it, if he cross the line then I get to blowing

I had to get right fast, I couldn't let them niggas get pass me, boy who you hoeing?

Dropping deluxe, see I'm getting feet hot, I had to stop all the fucking with thots