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3LI - Fasho Lyrics



3LI - Fasho Lyrics




Yea lets go

My nigga jahm0ss he too cold (Cold)
My cousin was on the block he was serving that dope, nigga feel just like tuco (Tuco)
I had just walked out the house but had to go get that heat, nigga cause it was too cold (Cold)
I know that lil bitch a freak she gone pull up and eat up the dick like some bread rolls (Bread Rolls)

I spit that hot flame, habanero (Habanero)
I hop out that f*cking camaro
You saving these hoes you a hero (A Hero)
Im tryna see where that bitch head go (Go)
I stack that cake up look like legos (Yea)

Nigga lets go (Lets go)
Told my bro lets go, lets get that dough, we gone go up fasho (Fasho)
Told jahm0ss don't send nobody this beat its gone blow up fasho (Fasho)
You a lovey dovey ass nigga, fall in love, i just want the throat (In love)
Speaking of dove, every time i step in Im cleaner than soap (Yuh)

(Kyeah)

Freaky hoe eat the dick like a nerd rope (Kyeah)
Feel like Ichigo, imma kill all these niggas, on bro (On bro) (Kyeah)
Nigga still sitting on your ass thats why you so broke (Broke)
Damn
Think about my cousin daily, rest in peace his soul (His soul)
But I know he watching over and he gonna make sure i achieve my goals (Forreal)
I told yo bitch to come over and then i just pointed her knees to the floor (Yea)

Im tryna go count up the bankrolls (Yea)
Bullets hit your f*cking back like a chiropractor nigga but they break bones
My shooters ride with that gat call them grim reapers, nigga cause they take souls (Souls)

Yeah
Your hoe wanna take my soul (My soul)
My bro finna take a dose (A dose)
This white hoe taking coke, she got that shit up in her nose (Nose)
Your hoe in my room, door closed
Hit her then kick that bitch out like foreclosure
I got that green in my pockets four-clovers
And I been smoking that green, Im not sober (Sober)

(Kyeah)

Hop in a f*cking rover (Rover)
This bitch wanna come over (Yea)
I bend that bitch right over (Over)
Im smoking on that f*cking doja, cat
I hop in the cat and go ghost in that (Yea)
Yea my brother yea he off of that pack (Pack)

Bad bitch throw that shit back, back, back, back, back, back, back, back, back, back, back

Bad bitch throw that shit back
Bad bitch throw that shit back
Bad bitch throw that shit back
Bad bitch throw that shit back

Bad bitch throw that shit back (Back, back, back, back, back)

Bad bitch throw that shit back
Bad bitch throw that shit back

Bad bitch throw that shit back (Back, back, back, back)

Bad bitch throw that shit back
Bad bitch throw that shit back

Bad bitch throw that shit back ( Back, back, back, back)

Bad bitch throw that shit back
Bad bitch throw that shit back
Bad bitch throw that shit back
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Yea lets go

My nigga jahm0ss he too cold (Cold)
My cousin was on the block he was serving that dope, nigga feel just like tuco (Tuco)
I had just walked out the house but had to go get that heat, nigga cause it was too cold (Cold)
I know that lil bitch a freak she gone pull up and eat up the dick like some bread rolls (Bread Rolls)

I spit that hot flame, habanero (Habanero)
I hop out that f*cking camaro
You saving these hoes you a hero (A Hero)
Im tryna see where that bitch head go (Go)
I stack that cake up look like legos (Yea)

Nigga lets go (Lets go)
Told my bro lets go, lets get that dough, we gone go up fasho (Fasho)
Told jahm0ss don't send nobody this beat its gone blow up fasho (Fasho)
You a lovey dovey ass nigga, fall in love, i just want the throat (In love)
Speaking of dove, every time i step in Im cleaner than soap (Yuh)

(Kyeah)

Freaky hoe eat the dick like a nerd rope (Kyeah)
Feel like Ichigo, imma kill all these niggas, on bro (On bro) (Kyeah)
Nigga still sitting on your ass thats why you so broke (Broke)
Damn
Think about my cousin daily, rest in peace his soul (His soul)
But I know he watching over and he gonna make sure i achieve my goals (Forreal)
I told yo bitch to come over and then i just pointed her knees to the floor (Yea)

Im tryna go count up the bankrolls (Yea)
Bullets hit your f*cking back like a chiropractor nigga but they break bones
My shooters ride with that gat call them grim reapers, nigga cause they take souls (Souls)

Yeah
Your hoe wanna take my soul (My soul)
My bro finna take a dose (A dose)
This white hoe taking coke, she got that shit up in her nose (Nose)
Your hoe in my room, door closed
Hit her then kick that bitch out like foreclosure
I got that green in my pockets four-clovers
And I been smoking that green, Im not sober (Sober)

(Kyeah)

Hop in a f*cking rover (Rover)
This bitch wanna come over (Yea)
I bend that bitch right over (Over)
Im smoking on that f*cking doja, cat
I hop in the cat and go ghost in that (Yea)
Yea my brother yea he off of that pack (Pack)

Bad bitch throw that shit back, back, back, back, back, back, back, back, back, back, back

Bad bitch throw that shit back
Bad bitch throw that shit back
Bad bitch throw that shit back
Bad bitch throw that shit back

Bad bitch throw that shit back (Back, back, back, back, back)

Bad bitch throw that shit back
Bad bitch throw that shit back

Bad bitch throw that shit back (Back, back, back, back)

Bad bitch throw that shit back
Bad bitch throw that shit back

Bad bitch throw that shit back ( Back, back, back, back)

Bad bitch throw that shit back
Bad bitch throw that shit back
Bad bitch throw that shit back
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Writer: Elisha Morgan
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Length: 2:49
Written by: Elisha Morgan
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