Yung Stique - No Fasad

Bitch this ain no fasad
They no that I make hits, and rock that stage wit no guitar
Gotta no we run this shit, run wit dat sack like a baton
Play wit it if you wish I wave dis stick like it's a wand
I no some niggas dead and gone I could've switched rolls wit
Roll up this pressure got me feelin open
She want me to talk bout my feelings
I'm trynna put dick in her feelings let's just both get out our feelings
Glizzy do magic like a wand
You we run this shit put on a blitz when we perform
No pressure bout no bitch I leave the scenes like hit and runs
No pressure bout no nigga neva bitch we be dem ones
Free sauce and free Yb until Dey
Free or up and run
Had learn at early ages that it ain no one on ones
And Babi ion mean to cut you off
But I no this dick gone putchu deep inside yo feelings
So make sure this what the fuck you want
And I can't even lie I been steppin on shit daily
Feel like ion even try but that just how I cAtch vibes
Got her lookin in my eyes
Trynna see inside my mind
Let's be thankful she can't inside she'll fuck round go blind
Imma fuck round do time one of these niggas try me
And I no it's all in due time can't say I ain tied of tryin
I no you tied of cryin you should go about yo bidness
Im gone miss it you gone miss me
But let's both get out our feelins
Bitch this ain no fasad they no that I make hits, and rock the stage wit no guitar
Gotta no we run this shit, run wit that sack like a baton
Play wit it if you wish I wave this stick like it's a wand
I no some niggas dead and gone I could've switched rolls wit
Roll up this pressure got me feelin open
She want me to talk bout my feelings
I'm trynna put dick in her feelings let's both get out our feelings
Lately I been focused on a bag I been grinding think its time to show my ass
I no my old school cost like more than yo stash
I no my old school cost like more than yo stash
Don't make me pop out, give you more than you can handle
My life like a movie, ion wanna change the channel
Post up at the sto we had them bags behind the counter
I been had them racks when you was steady trynna find em
Thumbing thru them 20's watch how fast I'm boutta countem
Running through these bitches niggas mad that they can't havem
Plug say he got 30 watch how fast I'm boutta grab em
Soon as I get them shits watch how fast I'm boutta slam em
You gone think I wrestle
When I send that blitz watch how hard that boy get tackled
When I set my price my people don't give me no hassle
Standing in the trenches and I'm screaming long live Malcolm
Smoking on that RUNTZ in Miami on the balcony
Bitch this ain no fasad they no that I make hits, and rock the stage wit no guitar
They no I run shit, run wit that sack like a baton
Play wit it if you wish I wave this stick like it's a wand

Written by:
Sabastrian Williams

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