Fee-Fi-Fo-Fum Lyrics
- Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
- Year of Release:2024
Lyrics
Aye i'm up i'm ip I'm up
Pipe up one
Nah pipe up two
You ain't got no money get some
Shoutout iayze nigga
You ain't got no money
Get some
I got bands, but i hate drums (Boom)
I be fresh to death, better back up
I don't need lungs (Ba Ba Ba Boom)
She seen these blues now she want to talk
Thats a red flag i don't play ping pong
He off a bean, hit the road jack
Fee-Fi-Fo-Fum
Aye she want to fuck thats tough
Aye 12K bitch thats us
Aye he liver must be made of steel
Nigga try to rob me he got some guts
I use my skills i don't believe in luck
Aye he can't blow in rap he stuck
Aye I'm virgin but if you reach for a chain then best believe you fucked
First person to reach can die any second
For his birthday left her in the past for a present
Trying to rob you gone need a plan B
Nigga it doesn't even matter if you can't get pregnant
I'm trying to knock his teacher off
Cause who taught him that he could fuck with me
I'm in my bag i help Santa hold whats up under the christmas tree
He couldn't picture himself getting shot
Til got wet up in a four-door(Photo)
These niggas can't fuck with me
But i ain't trying get canceled like Dababy
So I'll say no homo
Nigga can't never take my hoe
Cause if so
That mean she a hoe
And that means he just borrowed
AKA that means that's our hoe
You ain't got no money
Get some
I got bands, but i hate drums (Boom)
I be fresh to death, better back up
I don't need lungs (Ba Ba Ba Boom)
She seen these blues now she want to talk
Thats a red flag i don't play ping pong
He off a bean, hit the road jack
Fee-Fi-Fo-Fum
Aye bitch ass nigga had died at 20
Got hit about 4 5 times
Get popped like a addy inside this town
By a 4 5 or a 9
This taurus a give you cancer all day like it don't know its sign
If it up there then its stuck there
Like a froze story reply
Aye she got cake
I can't trust her she might put me inside the mix
Aye you see this drank
it ain't healthy see dark stuff when i piss
He tried to shoot some on the 25th and somehow chris miss
Think its a game
I ain't nothing to play with
Nigga i'm the reason people quit
I do what i want give a fuck what simon say
But i'm still gone wear this BB
Say she gone ride but she can drive
She just gone crash and be like teehee (beep)
Aye beat that boy til he black and blue
Like is crip? or is he GD?
Aye ain't no beat a match for me nigga
I walked out ther studio saying GG
You ain't got no money
Get some
I got bands, but i hate drums (Boom)
I be fresh to death, better back up
I don't need lungs (Ba Ba Ba Boom)
She seen these blues now she want to talk
Thats a red flag i don't play ping pong
He off a bean, hit the road jack
Fee-Fi-Fo-Fum