Oh my god
Who the f*ck is this little Fiji dude
Word to my mother let's go
Lets go lets go
Giddy up giddy up giddy up go
I could be broke all I need is a phone
I be wherever don't ask where I'm from
Call me whatever but can't call me broke
I make shit known like a megaphone
Pistol get horny it blow like a saxophone
This is some shit you were never on
I know some shit keep it low like prone
Only a 4 for the week gonna have me go insane
200 the dash the choppa the same
I'm faded and booted up it's insane
She cannot talk to me until I'm paid
I'm booted up geeked up on a weekday
Me and my troopers are slidin' like D-Day
She cannot touch me unless it's a three-way
I just made me a few thou in my pjs
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Oh my god
Who the f*ck is this little Fiji dude
Word to my mother let's go
Lets go lets go
Giddy up giddy up giddy up go
I could be broke all I need is a phone
I be wherever don't ask where I'm from
Call me whatever but can't call me broke
I make shit known like a megaphone
Pistol get horny it blow like a saxophone
This is some shit you were never on
I know some shit keep it low like prone
Only a 4 for the week gonna have me go insane
200 the dash the choppa the same
I'm faded and booted up it's insane
She cannot talk to me until I'm paid
I'm booted up geeked up on a weekday
Me and my troopers are slidin' like D-Day
She cannot touch me unless it's a three-way
I just made me a few thou in my pjs
Who the f*ck is this little Fiji dude
Word to my mother let's go
Lets go lets go
Giddy up giddy up giddy up go
I could be broke all I need is a phone
I be wherever don't ask where I'm from
Call me whatever but can't call me broke
I make shit known like a megaphone
Pistol get horny it blow like a saxophone
This is some shit you were never on
I know some shit keep it low like prone
Only a 4 for the week gonna have me go insane
200 the dash the choppa the same
I'm faded and booted up it's insane
She cannot talk to me until I'm paid
I'm booted up geeked up on a weekday
Me and my troopers are slidin' like D-Day
She cannot touch me unless it's a three-way
I just made me a few thou in my pjs
Writer: noah Schreffler
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