Slip (Rapper), SoFaygo, Tae Retro - WHAM! lyrics

[Slip Rapper, SoFaygo, Tae Retro - WHAM! lyrics]

It's SoFaygo, I'm the man (Woah)
Take off in that wham
You gon' take off in a bin
Take your ho, because I can
Better hope my toolie jam
I can't get caught in a jam
Charging at you, like a ram
See the guap and she like, "Damn"
Give him grease, like right there
A dead man never tell no tales
Boy, how your music got no sales?
Lil' Faygo, he off the rails
Hit that lil' boy up with nails
You tryna be me, but you failed
Like, son, go follow in my trail
Yeah, free my niggas out the jam

I invented flows, so I know they copy
Used to talk down, now she wanna top me
She don't like your flow, she say
"You so sloppy" niggas is some squares
Boxing like they Rocky retro almighty, yeah
She praise me like the Lord
I could've hit your thotty, but I didn't
I was bored
She asked me if I'm Edison, I told the ho
"Of course"
Foreign whip, this ain't regular
I lift the doors i told the ho the real
Now she askin' me for more
Shawty wanna top me on the sprinter
I'm on tour the way I hit these beats, yeah
I know that she adore i'm a nice guy
But I be selfish to the whores

It's SoFaygo, I'm the man (Woah)
Take off in that wham
You gon' take off in a bin
Take your ho, because I can
Better hope my toolie jam
I can't get caught in a jam
Charging at you, like a ram
See the guap and she like, "Damn"
Give him grease, like right there
A dead man never tell no tales
Boy, how your music got no sales?
Lil' Faygo, he off the rails
Hit that lil' boy up with nails
You tryna be me, but you failed
Like, son, go follow in my trail

Bad babies on my dick, woah
Need to take a chill pill 'cause
The X pill got a lick, woah
What she doing? Some more shit
She been poppin' Perky 30s
I'm like, "Shawty
Do you know what them is?"
Flex, then I shot up some real TEC
Got her tripping off her ass
Off of one little sip
Now she tryna break my heart, I told baby
"Can you chill?"
You ain't really focused on me
You just focused on these pills
You ain't focused on them mill's
You ain't worried 'bout my riches
A house in the hills
You ain't worried 'bout no check
You been wasting all your breath
You been speakin' on my life
Ain't no way I'm gon' rest

Sorry that I'm busy now
You was busy with your life
Waste a milli' on these drugs
Wonder how much they pack
You been riding with them fuckboys
Wonder how much they think 'bout anything
Need a remedy to turn on your brain
Know your ass falling down
'cause you stuck in the drain

Livin' up in your, just stay off the

It's SoFaygo, I'm the man (Woah)
Take off in that wham
You gon' take off in a bin
Take your ho, because I can
Better hope my toolie jam
I can't get caught in a jam
Charging at you, like a ram
See the guap and she like, "Damn"
Give him grease, like right there
A dead man never tell no tales
Boy, how your music got no sales?
Lil' Faygo, he off the rails
Hit that lil' boy up with nails
You tryna be me, but you failed
Like, son, go follow in my trail

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