Its Ya Boi Simo - Faygo

Ayooo
Pour a four in my Faygo
I might pour another fucking four in my Faygo
Another four in my
Ayooo
Pour a four in my Faygo
I might pour another fucking four in my Faygo (Aye)
Another four in my
She nasty
Love the way she riding on my D she call me daddy
On the verge of greatness I can't let this bullshit have me
I feel like I'm the God, feeling great like I am Gatsby
And she sloppy with the toppy I can't let these niggas cross me
That's why I'm really on it
I don't give a fuck I feel like Sega when I Sonic
I seen the work, I'm on it, I flip it like an audit
I seen it all in my visions
I tell the truth in what I'm spittin'
I'm just young nigga on a mission
Want these digits in my bank account
I can't waste no more time
Ayooo
Pour a four in my Faygo
I might pour another fucking four in my Faygo
Another four in my
Ayooo
Pour a four in my Faygo
I might pour another fucking four in my Faygo
Another four in my
Another four in my
Another four in my
Smoking all on this dope, euphoria
Honey berry and Gelato in my lungs
T-Pain, yeah nigga I'm so sprung
I'm at the bartender, Startender
Bad bitch hit my line but I don't remember
A nigga heart cold like the middle of December
Drop top in the winter
See a nigga, fender bender
I'm out here tryna' get this money, had to meet some vendors
And all my niggas can't fake, we is not pretenders
And all my niggas can't fake, we is not pretenders
Ayooo
Pour a four in my Faygo
I might pour another fucking four in my Faygo
Another four in my
Ayooo
Pour a four in my Faygo
I might pour another fucking four in my Faygo
Another four in my

Written by:
Matthew Nwaford

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