Lil' Fatty - WISHY WASHY

Wishy washy dope gonna make my head spin
Whiter color everyday lookin like my pale skin
Throw it back, quick stack, lil fatty on the track
Tic tack, load the rack, gotta make it look fat
Crowds goin crazy, far from the weekend
Monday's chillin at home so no friends
Tuesday's super mall got money to spend
Wednesday's halfway you can't comprehend
Thursday's wake up gotta make amends
Friday comes around then take off full send
Saturday's for the boys and it's intended
Sunday's last to short, please extend it
Wishy washy dope gonna make my head spin
Whiter color everyday lookin like my pale skin
Throw it back, quick stack, lil fatty on the track
Tic tack, load the rack, gotta make it look fat
Yo where's the grills? Lookin good in gold
Kinda like Lebron in the clutch he's cold
These drugs killin people minds controlled
Looking over shoulders but its their shadow
Looking all around, kind of look at me funny man
I think they're psycho, I'm Stallone
Setting up traps in the woods, Rambo
Cutting through the shit I'm commando
I want extra sides with it and it's a combo
Take the shit and throw it out the way
Make sure it doesn't come back, boomerang
I'm slapped sideways
360 no scope FaZe (phase)
A phase where I'm always amazed
Need praise for things that I kind of do for days
Kind of feeling lonely I'm getting a crave
Looking in the mirror and it's time for a shave
But I figured it out and I'm riding the wave
I'm looking straight down to you so behave
Because once I'm through this deep dark cave
I'll be putting people right to sleep in their grave
Wishy washy dope gonna make my head spin
Whiter color everyday lookin like my pale skin
Throw it back, quick stack, lil fatty on the track
Tic tack, load the rack, gotta make it look fat

Written by:
Gage Toy

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