fancyfeins Lyrics

I done came a long way

Fucked up in the head I pop that pill, like with my homie

Wockhardt fill my tummy up, like no I don't get hungry

Bitch I been on hots, like ever since I was a youngin

Cash I got a lot, I ran it up got hella money

That bitch broke my heart then she came back cus she see hunnids

MDG the gang Id never switch up on my homies

Bitch gon give me brain in here cus she know my name Lonnie

7tabs on instagram I guess that's what they call me

Ask me if I think about you, baby girl like hardly

Ride me like a Harley

Glock 19 on me, I'm sorry

G- g- glock 19 on me I'm sorry

I can't crack no whore off molly

I done came a long way

Fucked up in the head I pop that pill, like with my homie

Wockhardt fill my tummy up, like no I don't get hungry

Bitch I been on hots, like ever since I was a youngin

Cash I got a lot, I ran it up got hella money

Anybody ever tell you, you ain't gotta party ?

You ain't gotta do that baby, just come smoke this broccoli

You ain't gotta be no hater, you don't gotta love me

Baby I know how you be whenever you get lusty

I done came a long way

Fucked up in the head I pop that pill, like with my homie

Wockhardt fill my tummy up, like no I don't get hungry

Bitch I been on hots, like ever since I was a youngin

Cash I got a lot, I ran it up got hella money

I done came a long way

Fucked up in the head I pop that pill, like with my homie

Wockhardt fill my tummy up, like no I don't get hungry

Bitch I been on hots, like ever since I was a youngin

Cash I got a lot, I ran it up got hella money