$ofaygo - hearse lyrics
[hook]
if that n#gga not talking ’bout green then he’s excused
break that lil’ ho back and break her heart, she said, “i miss you”
hurry up, i’m there, and i know just how you feel
that money my love affair, p#ssy ass lil’ ho, farewell
[interlude]
we missed you, faygo
[pre#chorus]
sippin’ on this wock’, please tell my mother i’m sorry
glocky on my hip, that p#ssy n#gga better worry
f#ck up the lot, i’m swerving, glock put a n#gga in the he#rs#
leave a lil’ n#gga in the dirt, air force 1s, stomp a n#gga on the curb
[chorus]
f#ck that opp, i knock his head off first (grrah), with my nina
taking these drugs, i feel like i’m out my mind, yeah
lost in my mind, i swear we lost some good times, yeah
left that n#gga behind and now they, they screaming “why?” because i don’t (yeah, yeah), yeah, don’t give a f#ck, n#gga
you ain’t ’bout your bucks, i’m tryna get my funds up, n#gga
mama, don’t you worry, i got it tucked for these lil’ f#ck n#ggas
and not on god, no, i cannot trust these n#ggas, i got trust issues (yeah)
[verse]
yeah, i got trust issues (bling)
when lil faygo pull up to the scene, it’s an issue (brrt)
if that n#gga not talking ’bout green then he’s excused (yeah)
break that lil’ ho back and break her heart, she said, “i miss you”
hurry up, i’m there, and i know just how you feel
that money my love affair, p#ssy ass lil’ ho, farewell
i cannot just stand there (brrah), and get no money (yeah)
these n#ggas be g#y, these n#ggas be lame
these n#ggas be so d#mn bummy
we not running no trains, i promise i put the d#ck up in her tummy
on paper, that’s just like a mummy
these n#ggas mad they ain’t on nothin’
grabbing that chopper, nah#ah (beep, yeah)
(doo, doo, doo#doo#doo)
hurry up, i’m there (brrt, beep)
(doo#doo#doo)
[pre#chorus]
sippin’ on this wock’, please tell my mother i’m sorry
glocky on my hip, that p#ssy n#gga better worry
f#ck up the lot, i’m swerving, glock put a n#gga in the he#rs#
leave a lil’ n#gga in the dirt, air force 1s, stomp a n#gga on the curb
[chorus]
f#ck that opp, i knock his head off first (grrah), with my nina
taking these drugs, i feel like i’m out my mind, yeah
lost in my mind, i swear we lost some good times, yeah
left that n#gga behind and now they, they screaming “why?” because i don’t (yeah, yeah), yeah, don’t give a f#ck, n#gga
you ain’t ’bout your bucks, i’m tryna get my funds up, n#gga
mama, don’t you worry, i got it tucked for these lil’ f#ck n#ggas
and not on god, no, i cannot trust these n#ggas, i got trust issues (yeah)
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