FORMULA 1 - Thouxanbanfauni

Indigo

Okay, Embasin, whatever

Ralph Lauren, Red Monkey, jeans ain’t even Evisu

Don’t do no running, chase up a bag, cross country, track

Brand new rifle, got night vision, don’t need to see you

Talk is cheap, my time ain’t for the chit chat

Change up the lines, crush in my pocket, and the pill relapse

Talk shit on the net, get your IP address, pull up, get your ass whacked

I don’t know what the soldier told you, pull that shit around here, get smacked

Niggas want pressure with TTB, now why you wanna go do that?

Hit the dealership like what’s the fastest thing you got?

2020 Vette V8, out the lot

Still pop out the parking lot, I see ya' Monserrat

Ain’t talking no P. Diddy, we serving all the rock

Get her addicted to lean, yeah, yeah, yeah

I turned that hoe to a freak, yeah, yeah, yeah

Eat her like I got munchies, yeah, that’s my queen

Girl of my dreams, Xanny bar, triple Z

Z-Z-Z-Z-Z, still don’t get no sleep

Wake up, get my strap, get a bag, Groundhog’s day repeat

I’ll smash your thot and give her back so please don’t name drop me

Last nigga try me, T.V., news screen

Quickdraw, marksman shoot it, .45 Rugers, big Bazookas

Surrounded by some killers, looters, scammers and some shooters

I see tie-dye, Murakami in my drugs

Leave her wide-eyed, gave her molly in the club

Ralph Lauren, Red Monkey, jeans ain’t even Evisu

Don’t do no running, chase up a bag, cross country, track

Brand new rifle, got night vision, don’t need to see you

Talk is cheap, my time ain’t for the chit chat

Change up the lines, crush in my pocket, and the pill relapse

Talk shit on the net, get your IP address, pull up, get your ass whacked

I don’t know what the soldier told you, pull that shit around here, get smacked

Niggas want pressure with TTB, now why you wanna go do that?

Don’t be a spoiled lil' brat around me lil' bitch, I’ll put you in jail

Cashing out daddies checks, rob you and you’re father’s debt

Got some money for me boy, lit, say that, bet

Say that then, should just say that then

I can’t wait on no one, I can’t wait on no one

I won’t wait on no one, I won’t wait on no one

I can’t wait on no one, I can’t wait on no one

I won’t wait on no one, I won’t wait on no one

No one, no one, no one, no one, no one, no one

I can’t wait on no one, I can’t wait on no one

No one, no one, no one, no one

I won’t wait on no one

I got dope on the phone line, just like E-I-E-I-O

Got a whole lotta hoes on the phone line, and the bitch like E-I-E-I-O

And the hoe, and the hoe, and this ain’t my first rodeo

Diamonds on way past froze, colder than cold, three below

Niggas always talk shit, big shit, wanna pop shit, I’ll pop smoke

Pussy boy, aim at your dome, your skull, we put your ass six below

Bitches be acting like birds, I shot me a dove, I kill all hoes

Giddy up, alley-oop, ride me ho, fall down deep like Geronimo

Fall down deep like Geronimo, fall down deep like Geronimo

Geronimo, fall down deep like Geronimo

Fall down deep like Geronimo, fall down deep like Geronimo

Geronimo, fall down deep like Geronimo

Fall down deep like Geronimo, fall down deep like Geronimo

Geronimo, fall down deep like Geronimo

Geronimo, fall down deep like Geronimo

Alice in wonderland, rabbit hole

Came in this ho with a classy ho, sassy ho, used to be a lil' bit ratchet though

Don’t judge a book by the cover though

But I always keep me a double o

Stupid lil' niggas, we pulling up, riding, we sliding with choppas and sticks

Niggas talking out they ass, this Glock gon' shoot off your dick

Fucking that bitch, like the craft levitate when I gave her dick, she a witch

trade his nose worth bricks, said then he gon' film the whole clip

I ain’t got time for hoes who ain’t mindful of time and waste time

Nigga went out to hit a lick out of state and hit Tuskegee

Put a ski mask on right now, these niggas all-black force activity

Fuck a witness, niggas don’t see me, if he did, then he ain’t breathing

Nigga these ain’t no BB’s, real hollow tip, get hit no bee sting

Fall down the rabbit hole, get a umbrella out, Geronimo

Ma asked me, why all the hoes be all in the comments, like pose

Martha Stewart, Betty Crocker, I keep a whole lotta dope

IQ real proper, baby that head game swole

Shawty this ain’t no Meet the Fockers, I’ll pistol whip your father

He your daddy, I is too and the teacher too, I taught her

Apple don’t fall too far from the tree, grow up like him no shocker

My strap still a lil harder, no criminal past, then tie up your daughter

Niggas want smoke, daredevils, I get the AR and a Glock start hunting

Want static with me, you dumb, get a Glock, AR-15 start hunting

Baby this shit right here’ll smoke you out, it thump thump thump then dump you

Sorry lil' baby I’m on the move, all of my opps tryna see you too

Tryna see where I lay my head, where I eat shit, where I, ooh

Can’t even bring you around 'cause the opps tryna see who I’m fucking on too

Mama ain’t raise no bitch, pussy boy make your move

Niggas always run from shit, these niggas fugazi, don’t fuck with no fools