Chorus

Fee-Fi-Fo-Fum
It looks like your career is done
Why you tryna’ start smoke with us when you can’t even handle your blunts
Try to say you do a lot but at the Borden Ion you wasn’t doing much
You could pull up with 100 niggas
Cause I’ll pull up wit 101
Like WAAAZZZUUPP
WAAAZZZUUPP
Like WAAAZZZUUPP
WAAAZZZUUPP
Like WAAAZZZUUPP
WAAAZZZUUPP
Like WAAAZZZUUPP

Verse 1

All my boys get to it
10 different yings which one we choosing
Tuesday night you coolin’
With shorty kick door straight into what you’re doing
And the same bitch I was using he fell in love saw’d and mentioned her in music
Niggas will say it’s just music
But why the fuck would say if you ain’t do it
Uriah5k
Nah fuck it Dayon6k
Had bars since the fucking 6th grade
All my niggas really like to get paid
And that light skin bitch you with
She got no ass all of my niggas would pass
Not even lesbians are tryna smash
How you get hard for that trash
I got likе Kitchener straight on my back
Jizz in her mouth and it look likе some plaque
All you niggas are pussy and rat
Facts
Clean up this shit like um Dax
Facts

Chorus

Fee-Fi-Fo-Fum
It looks like your career is done
Why you tryna’ start smoke with us when you can’t even handle your blunts
Try to say you do a lot but at the Borden Ion you wasn’t doing much
You could pull up with 100 niggas
Cause I’ll pull up wit 101
Like WAAAZZZUUPP
WAAAZZZUUPP
Like WAAAZZZUUPP
WAAAZZZUUPP
Like WAAAZZZUUPP
WAAAZZZUUPP
Like WAAAZZZUUPP

Verse 2

Yeah too many niggas want pollies
So we gotta solve em’
We had TK running off school grounds like he ain’t wanna problem
I was tryna’ be respectful and give him a chance so that’s why I ain’t caught him
Had the boy burning some calories that’s good cause he fat off McDonalds
Plus they clowns like Ronald
Yeah they be like lemme see you tomorrow
But it’s been like 10 tomorrows
Soon these niggas will only be feeling sorrow
From the start wasn’t playing at all
That’s the same reason I never brawl
She suck me till I fall asleep my nigga fuck Tylenol
And after I nut I wake up I go pack up my stuff send a text then I cut
She used to it cause she a slut
It’s not her fault that the worlds corrupt
But still I ain’t paying shit up
All my opps they be making shit up
I rarely date uh bitches but this weed I break up
Back to the cut
Counting it up nigga
I ain’t done yet
Nah I’m talking on rough shit
I ain’t done I ain’t done nigga
Run the next beat run the next beat

Verse 3 +beat switched

Yeah
That’s what I wanna hear
Ugh
Yeah
Yeah yeah
Get lit mhmm
Yuh mon
We run these Downtowns you lil bomboclaat
Got my Yawdi’s
Got Somali’s
Italiano’s whipping up in the spot
HA it’s not just spaghetti that niggas whipping in the pot
TK really wanna act hot but out here snitching to the cops
You be swishing on the court
But out here snitching to the courts
Internet back and forth
Never understood the source
I got bitches who be writing shit down
Unit 22 ain’t that your house?
Run in your crib put you mom on a couch
That’s some shit that I wouldn’t allow
That’s some shit that I wouldn’t allow but grrrt bow
Aye Aye Aye Aye
We just dropped Damon
Why you still complaining
What you fucking saying
On the Snapchat and shit
Saying nothing ever happened shit
Always on the fucking capping shit
But prolly take it from the back and shit
Yeah It’s VPBG
Smoking that Damon TK Uriah pack until I’m geeked
I been in the streets and still drop songs like every week
Pull up to my English class it’s 3rd floor 25
B
Hallway B
Pull up on me
Aye Dae let’s meet
You call me a pussy for using a ching
But talk about blicks
But never seen sticks
But never seen shit nigga
Claiming Crip & Blood you must be a Brip
You must be a pussy ass lil bitch
Bitch
You must be a snitch
You must be phoney
Niggas you baloney
Counting my Tony
Counting my
Yeah yeah
This is how I know your rappings shit
Cause I’m spitting better and I got a lisp
Nigga google Dayonikin put my block and whole city on
I’m blowing it up like a bomb
And I bounce back like Big Sean
I don’t really care what they on
Let em’ know it’s Dayon
Same nigga with the ganj
Same nigga who be running on opps
Same nigga who they dot
My nigga I thought you was muslim why you talk to pigs and the cops
Some people are lost
Some people are lost
Just mentally lost
Just mentally lost

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