Fredo Santana, Gino Marley - Fugazy lyrics
[Fredo Santana, Gino Marley - Fugazy lyrics]
You ain't a real nigga, you fugazy
God damn, you so fugazy
Your whole clique fugazy
God damn, you so fugazy
Stop lyin' boy, you fugazy
God damn, you so fugazy
Fugazy fugazy
God damn, you so fugazy
God damn, you so fugazy
You ain't a real nigga, you fakin'
That money, I see it, I chase it
That money, I see it, I take it
My trap house go crazy
I'm in the field like the Patriots
My neck and wrist so glacier
My diamonds move like The Matrix
Them hatin' ass niggas can't take it
You play with my money
I put one in your baby
In the trap whippin' up a baby
A1, no credit
Goin' broke, I won't let it
A nigga try to rob me
I swear I won't let it
My neck on December
Your bitch under my covers
I fuck her the first day and I
Pull out like it was nothin'
You wife a bitch that's crazy
Goddamn, you so fugazy
You ain't a real nigga, you fakin'
Goddamn, you so fugazy
You ain't a real nigga, you fugazy
God damn, you so fugazy
Your whole clique fugazy
God damn, you so fugazy
Stop lyin' boy, you fugazy
God damn, you so fugazy
Fugazy fugazy
God damn, you so fugazy
My whip game is amazing
All you niggas fugazy
My pockets stuffed with them Franklins
Overload with faces
I don't know you so I can't serve you
Finesse the plug cause he's fugazy
Trap house, come in the door
Tryna rob, you must be crazy
All these guns in here
I got shooters around me, just be waitin'
All this money around me
That just what happen when you be chasin'
I call this white shit Stacy
Smoke dope, bring the paper
This money shit in our favor
I got my drugs from Jamaica
That shit you smoke is fugazy
Your whole clique fugazy
You shoulda checked those bricks
Before you left
That shit fugazy
That shit you smoke is fugazy
Your whole clique fugazy
You shoulda checked those bricks
Before you left
That shit fugazy
God damn, you so fugazy
Your whole clique fugazy
God damn, you so fugazy
Stop lyin' boy, you fugazy
God damn, you so fugazy
Fugazy fugazy
God damn, you so fugazy
God damn, you so fugazy
You ain't a real nigga, you fakin'
That money, I see it, I chase it
That money, I see it, I take it
My trap house go crazy
I'm in the field like the Patriots
My neck and wrist so glacier
My diamonds move like The Matrix
Them hatin' ass niggas can't take it
You play with my money
I put one in your baby
In the trap whippin' up a baby
A1, no credit
Goin' broke, I won't let it
A nigga try to rob me
I swear I won't let it
My neck on December
Your bitch under my covers
I fuck her the first day and I
Pull out like it was nothin'
You wife a bitch that's crazy
Goddamn, you so fugazy
You ain't a real nigga, you fakin'
Goddamn, you so fugazy
You ain't a real nigga, you fugazy
God damn, you so fugazy
Your whole clique fugazy
God damn, you so fugazy
Stop lyin' boy, you fugazy
God damn, you so fugazy
Fugazy fugazy
God damn, you so fugazy
My whip game is amazing
All you niggas fugazy
My pockets stuffed with them Franklins
Overload with faces
I don't know you so I can't serve you
Finesse the plug cause he's fugazy
Trap house, come in the door
Tryna rob, you must be crazy
All these guns in here
I got shooters around me, just be waitin'
All this money around me
That just what happen when you be chasin'
I call this white shit Stacy
Smoke dope, bring the paper
This money shit in our favor
I got my drugs from Jamaica
That shit you smoke is fugazy
Your whole clique fugazy
You shoulda checked those bricks
Before you left
That shit fugazy
That shit you smoke is fugazy
Your whole clique fugazy
You shoulda checked those bricks
Before you left
That shit fugazy