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[Intro: $ofaygo and Summrs] "You ever gon' do the Slay and Faygo collab?"
Fuck no
Ha-ha-ha
Fuck no
I'm startin' to think this lil' nigga gay
Now, why this lil' nigga keep sayin' my name?
Right now

[Chorus: $ofaygo] Fuck that fuckin' Slay
I beat your ho back in broad day
Before you got robbed, called the cops on Jay
But you gon' make me put that heat to your face
I be with the real street niggas, he better stay in his place
If you ain't got a gangster bone in your body
If you really with it then let's make it shake

[Verse 1: $ofaygo] Lil' boy, you a junkie, said "Lil' boy you a junkie"
We up that stick on this light-skin monkey
Bet his ass won't say nothing
And we gon' fuck that ho that you cuffin'
Pull up on me? Lil' boy, why is you bluffin'
That lil' chain you got on, you better tuck it
And you do not want a problem, nigga, trust me
And if you gon' shoot then blow, what you clutchin'?
Don't say you 'bout it, nigga
All of my bitches slay, I'm pimpin'
All of your niggas slay, y'all sissy
Instagram flexin', you gon' kill me
Boy, you ain't gon' wack shit
You ain't even get your shit back, bitch
Even got your ass beat by a white boy
You ain't get wacked playin' with these black kids

[Bridge: $ofaygo and Summrs] I don't wanna have to do it to him
("Please wait, Faygo need to wait, huh")
I don't wanna have to do it to him
("Man, Faygo don't do it to him, no")
"You ever gon' do the Slay and Faygo collab?"
Fuck no
Ha-ha-ha

[Verse 2: $ofaygo] Boy, fuck that feature
This shit on my own, I don't need it
Niggas seein' me go up, that's why he heated
Nigga, we ain't ever gonna be even
We gon' punish that lil' nigga for treason
We gon' hurt him, I know he not a reason
Lil' Summrs mad that it ain't his season
Say it with your chest, lil' boy, quit sneakin'
Poppin' them Perc's got your ass tweakin'
Why you always tryna talk it out?
If you 'bout it, nigga, walk it
Let the young niggas pop it out
You think you 'bout it 'cause you got a lil' clout
But we ain't take it, nigga, watch your mouth

[Chorus: $ofaygo] Fuck that fuckin' Slay
I beat your ho back in broad day
Before you got robbed, called the cops on Jay
But you gon' make me put that heat to your face
I be with the real street niggas, he better stay in his place
If you ain't got a gangster bone in your body
If you really with it then let's make it shake

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