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FA2 (feat. david halo) Video (MV)




Performed By: goati
Length: 2:45
Written by: Timothy Gordon




goati - FA2 (feat. david halo) Lyrics




Fully automatic, come and get me
Imma never win a Grammy
But I know I'm too incredible, put onto a pedastol
And my music's better, and the V is for Vendetta
And the speaker break your head up, we gon leave you a head up
Leave you with a head up, going down and up?
If you ain't tapping to the beat, we ain't loud enough
Got bands on bands, can't count em' up
Like yeah, got bands on bands
Can't even afford an iPod Nano
Or an iPhone camera (iPhone? Who doesn't have an iPhone?)
Chump change, young nigga
Whole bank account look bitter
Spend a lot of money, good dinners
Know the slime eating good like winners
Meek, trappin out the choppa outta prison
Got a lot of money, bands (bands)
Countin with both, hands (hands)
On god, Imma never win a grammy
Fully automatic, come and get me
Fully automatic, come and get me
Fully automatic, come and get me
Fully automatic, come and get me
Fully automatic, come and get me
Devil emojis
Gold in my mouth, had to throw out the old teeth
Had to throw out the old teeth
Got me praying to god, gotta get down on both knees
Gotta get down on both knees

Had to get down on both knees
You had me feeling so OG
Your girl had me get her the two piece
Like Zelda, I'm copping these rupees
Had you feelin so bad had to bust out the old me
Had to bust out the old me
Went sicko mode just to get with the homies
These Yeezys legit don't call me a phony
Don't wanna problem with me or my cronies
Stay away I don't need you to show me
Yeah, yeah
Fully automatic, come and get me, yeah
Fully automatic, come and get me
Fully automatic, come and get me, yeah
Fully automatic, come and get me
Fully automatic, come and get me, yeah
Hoppin on a grind yuh
You know we stay alright yuh
Been feelin misaligned yuh
Been grinding all day and all night yuh
Grabbin bags and its 5 in the mornin'
Poppin tags and I feel like im soarin'
I'm dying of thirst like Kendrick
Lil Goat is an epidemic
Weighing these pounds, no metric
Hop out the lambo, I'm flexin
Got bars like a jail, never been in
Take W's, I'm always winnin
Fully automatic, come and get me, yeah
Fully automatic, come and get me
Fully automatic, come and get me, yeah
Fully automatic, come and get me, yeah
Devil emojis
Gold in my mouth, had to throw out the old teeth
Had to throw out the old teeth
Got me praying to god, gotta get down on both knees
Gotta get down on both knees
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Fully automatic, come and get me
Imma never win a Grammy
But I know I'm too incredible, put onto a pedastol
And my music's better, and the V is for Vendetta
And the speaker break your head up, we gon leave you a head up
Leave you with a head up, going down and up?
If you ain't tapping to the beat, we ain't loud enough
Got bands on bands, can't count em' up
Like yeah, got bands on bands
Can't even afford an iPod Nano
Or an iPhone camera (iPhone? Who doesn't have an iPhone?)
Chump change, young nigga
Whole bank account look bitter
Spend a lot of money, good dinners
Know the slime eating good like winners
Meek, trappin out the choppa outta prison
Got a lot of money, bands (bands)
Countin with both, hands (hands)
On god, Imma never win a grammy
Fully automatic, come and get me
Fully automatic, come and get me
Fully automatic, come and get me
Fully automatic, come and get me
Fully automatic, come and get me
Devil emojis
Gold in my mouth, had to throw out the old teeth
Had to throw out the old teeth
Got me praying to god, gotta get down on both knees
Gotta get down on both knees

Had to get down on both knees
You had me feeling so OG
Your girl had me get her the two piece
Like Zelda, I'm copping these rupees
Had you feelin so bad had to bust out the old me
Had to bust out the old me
Went sicko mode just to get with the homies
These Yeezys legit don't call me a phony
Don't wanna problem with me or my cronies
Stay away I don't need you to show me
Yeah, yeah
Fully automatic, come and get me, yeah
Fully automatic, come and get me
Fully automatic, come and get me, yeah
Fully automatic, come and get me
Fully automatic, come and get me, yeah
Hoppin on a grind yuh
You know we stay alright yuh
Been feelin misaligned yuh
Been grinding all day and all night yuh
Grabbin bags and its 5 in the mornin'
Poppin tags and I feel like im soarin'
I'm dying of thirst like Kendrick
Lil Goat is an epidemic
Weighing these pounds, no metric
Hop out the lambo, I'm flexin
Got bars like a jail, never been in
Take W's, I'm always winnin
Fully automatic, come and get me, yeah
Fully automatic, come and get me
Fully automatic, come and get me, yeah
Fully automatic, come and get me, yeah
Devil emojis
Gold in my mouth, had to throw out the old teeth
Had to throw out the old teeth
Got me praying to god, gotta get down on both knees
Gotta get down on both knees
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Writer: Timothy Gordon
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