Faneto

[Intro]

Gang, gang, gang

Gang-gang-gang

(Sosa On The Beat)

Gang, Bang

Gang, gang

Gang, aye

Aye, aye, aye

Cap gang, Cap gang

Cap gang, Cap gang

Cap gang, Cap gang

Cap gang, hell yeah

Capo gang, hell yeah

Capo gang, hell yeah

Capo gang, hell yeah

Capo gang, hell yeah

Capo gang

[Chorus]

I'm a lil nigga nigga, but I came to shoot

Thirty aimed at you

All these rappers they be so damn fu', pull up and do you

You's a dumb nigga, pull up to yo' block let it drum, nigga

Drop the gun, I just saw cops and I'ma run, nigga

I got thirty in my heater, ayy, ayy, do you want to meet her

My Glock .40 a grim reaper, ayy, let these hundred rounds blow

[Post-Chorus]

Pull up on yo' block, that's a Faneto

[Verse 1]

Baby girl it's now or never, baby girl, I gotta chase this cheddar

Hell naw, I cannot get fed up, pull up on yo' block it's a set-up

Ridin' down the opp block, gotta let this tool pop

Snatch my chain and I ain't goin', you know I'ma get to blowin'

For my chains they be so frozen, by my wrist you know I'm glowin'

Niggas mad at me, because my pockets stuffed wit' that cake

And they really gon' be mad my .30 stuffed in they face

Niggas ask am I'm fine, I done lost my mind

Got this Tec-9, now it's yo' bed time

[Chorus]

I'm a lil' nigga nigga but I come to shoot

Thirty aimed at you

All these rappers they be so damn fu', pull up and do you

You's a dumb nigga, pull up to yo' block let it drum, nigga

Drop the gun, I just saw cops and I'ma run, nigga

I got thirty in my heater, do you want to meet her? (Meet her, nigga)

My Glock .40 a grim reaper, aye, let these hundred rounds go

[Post-Chorus]

Pull up on yo' block, that's a Faneto

[Verse 2]

Look at me the wrong way let this K go to waste

Them bullets place up in yo' face, off the dope, boy I'm spaced

Smokin' on this Tooka (Off that Tooka pack)

Double trigger Ruger, ayy

Pull up like a scooter, I need me some shooter

My Glock longer than a ruler, smokin' on you losers

Got the Mac, it go rat-a-tat, shoot it to your back

I got the chrome, dressed in all black, and I'm off the Act'

Got the sack, I just spent it all, I'ma get it back

Got some guns and a couple choppers, don't make me attack, no

No-o, no, no, no

[Chorus]

I'm a lil nigga nigga but I came to shoot

Thirty aimed at you

All these rappers they be so damn fu', pull up and do you

You's a dumb nigga, pull up to yo' block let it drum, nigga

Drop the gun, I just saw cops and I'ma run, nigga

I got thirty in my heater, ayy, ayy, do you want to meet her

My Glock .40 a grim reaper, ayy, let these hundred rounds blow

[Post-Chorus]

Pull up on yo' block, that's a Faneto