Fetty Luciano, Gunna - FASHO lyrics

Fetty Luciano

Sergio Giavanni Kitchens [College Park, Georgia. USA.]

[Fetty Luciano, Gunna - FASHO lyrics]

(Aye) know what I'm sayin’?
This is my life, aye
Get to the shmoney fasho
(My life, my life, aye)
Aye, I get to the shmoney fasho
I fuck it up with the bros
Wooaahh (Ahh ahh ahh ahh ahh)
(Ahh ahh) Aye (Ahh ahh ahh)

I get to the shmoney fasho
(Get to the shmoney fasho)
I need about 20 a show (Need about 20 a show)
You gotta stay humble, stay low
(Gotta stay humble)
I fuck it up with the bros (Bros)
Get the bag then I hop in the Rolls (Skurt)
Don't stop for the cops, we get Ghost
(Get Ghost)
I'm sittin’ in clouds of the smoke
(Of the smoke)
I'm too drippy can't stop for these hoes
(Woo) i get that shmoney fasho (Shmoney)
I need about 20 a show ('Bout 20)
You gotta stay humble, stay low
I fuck it up with the bros
Get the bag then I hop in the Rolls (Skurt)
Don't stop for the cops, we get Ghost
I'm sittin' in clouds of the smoke
(The smoke)
I'm too drippy can’t stop for these hoes
(Yah)

I came in this bitch drippy as shit (Drip)
I’m rollin' the loud, it’s sticky as shit
(Woo, woo woo, woo)
I roll with the 9, I'm so litty as shit
(TEC-Nina)
Talk out your, get hit in your shit
(Woo, gllttbow)
I'm in NY, got Gunna in here, yeah
(I'm in NY, got Gunna in here)
Put on some shoes
Frontin’ some hunnids in here
(Put on some shoes
Frontin' some hunnids in here)
She in love with the drip, diamonds my ear
(Diamonds, diamonds, ice, shine)
Look at my face, at this new Cartier, yeah
(Woah, woah woah, woah)
I get to the money, no excuses
Forearm that bag on the usual
(Forearm that bag on the usual)
Nigga my pockets so fat, you can just call it
(Pockets so fat, you can just call it)
I'm doin' this music (Doin' this music)
It's not what i used to (Not what I used to)
I fuck up the streets (I fuck up the streets)
I was breakin' the rules bitch
(Breaking the rules)
I roll with that cool kit
You could get hit with that broomstick
(You could get hit with that broomstick)
All of these bitches excuses
I'm a lion like I'm Lucius
(I'm a lion like I'm Lucius)
Brooklyn nigga this is my town
Hope out the coupe and the roof is down (Yah)
Ice on my wrist I'm boujee now
Ice on my wrist I'm boujee (Boah)

I get to the shmoney fasho
(Get to the shmoney fasho)
I need about 20 a show (Need about 20 a show)
You gotta stay humble, stay low
(Gotta stay humble)
I fuck it up with the bros
(I fuck it up with the bros)
Get the bag then I hop in the Rolls
(Hop in the Ghost)
Don't stop for the cops, we get Ghost (Skurt)
I'm sittin' in clouds of the smoke
(Sittin' in clouds of the smoke)
I'm too drippy can't stop for these hoes
(Yah)
I get that shmoney fasho (I take shmoney)
I need about 20 a show (I need 'bout 20)
You gotta stay humble, stay low
(Gotta stay humble)
I fuck it up with the bros
Get the bag then I hop in the Rolls
Don't stop for the cops, we get Ghost
I'm sittin' in clouds of the smoke (Yah)
I'm too drippy can't stop for these hoes

I get that shmoney fasho (Shmoney fasho)
I get that shmoney fasho (Shmoney fasho)
I got a hunnid of hoes (Hunnid of hoes)
Whippin' around in a Rolls (Rolls)
New Rollie, platinum and rose
(Platinum and rose)
We back to backin' the Ghost
(Backin' the Ghost)
Drippin' in diamonds and gold (Gold)
Drippin' all over the globe (Yah)
New Masi, acquired your Porsche
(Acquired your Porsche)
All of my cars got a sport (Skurt)
I bust in her mouth, she a whore (A whore)
Then I let her go shop in Dior (On God)
For my momma, AT Audemars (Audemars)
Since a kid she been prayin' for ya' boy
(Prayin' for ya boy)
They didn't think I'll make it this far
(Make it this far)
Young GuWunna a muhfuckin' star (Star)
I'm in a two-body Porsche
I wish I new how to a play a sport (Nah)
I drip like designer ('Signer)
Shit, now I'm Blazin' goin' to court
(Goin' to)
Play with the stick like it's (Aahh)
I got some kush, take the SIGs the heart
(The heart)
You niggas ain't been for the part
New Fendi, we livin' it large (yeah)

I get to the shmoney fasho
(Get to the shmoney fasho)
I need about 20 a show (Need about 20 a show)
You gotta stay humble, stay low
(Gotta stay humble)
I fuck it up with the bros
(I fuck it up with the bros)
Get the bag then I hop in the Rolls
(Hop in the Ghost)
Don't stop for the cops, we get Ghost (Skurt)
I'm sittin' in clouds of the smoke
(Sittin' in clouds of the smoke)
I'm too drippy can't stop for these hoes
(Yah)
I get that shmoney fasho (I take shmoney)
I need about 20 a show (I need 'bout 20)
You gotta stay humble, stay low
(Gotta stay humble)
I fuck it up with the bros
Get the bag then I gop in the Rolls
Don't stop for the cops, we get Ghost
I'm sittin' in clouds of the smoke
I'm too drippy can't stop for these hoes

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