Goin Fa Nun (feat. devoninco)

Niggas be talkin' bout robbin' some, hmm, can't be for me, yeah Hoe keep callin' my phone, she not even cut, she talkin' bout none, yeah Stompin' hand around my clip, but it ain't no, I ain't going for nothing Bullet hole shot through his body, it ain't fun to breathe for nothing Hollow tips up in this gun, it eat his face soft Name one nigga that raised they hand and said they wanted to face off? Young niggas know who Devoninco is, I rock that drac off Bitch, I went to the yard and told Shaz it didn't jump into that Yeah, fuck, this the shit I do, yeah This the shit I do when I'm up in my zone When I'm with my main bitch, you know damn well not to call my phone Wish a nigga would come to my spot because I'm home alone Seen his ass today, girlfriend won't see him tomorrow Double up my club, this green up in my shit, the bomb Walk outside my crib, I have the best, I need like thirty ball Grab that lil' hoe by the hair, come put that pussy down If it's good, I throw a hundred bands on, still got racks, hoe Niggas sayin' that I'm was broke like I was down bad on my dick or some Sip it out my cup, I'm tryna sip it till I'm feelin' numb Fuck that lil hoe from the back, I'm tryna use my thumb New artillery, we have sticks that sound like fuckin' drums You not havin' motion, oh no, bitch, cause you a bum, uh Brownskin hoe up in my lap, her pussy overgrown, yeah She tellin' me that she love me, uh, yeah, she must be dumb I'm already knowin' these niggas be rats, I don't even want try niggas on my phone Aye, he want smoke, we get 'em gone That six-two, they gon' split his dome Drac on me, can't do no wrong I fuck that hoe then block her phone She like, "Sean, you puttin' on" I told that bitch, "just leave me lone" Tryna take my chain, he on Fox 4, just turn yo' TV on I say, fuck the opps, we got the drops, we goin' in his home That boy done got shot, don't got no heart but I still tote my chrome We backdoor a opp, that boy too friendly, thought he had a song That hoe wanna fuck, take off her panties cause my money long Beat a opp, he spittin' foam You a broke nigga, go get a loan Bitch, I got my glocks and fuck the gym, no need for gettin' strong X 'em out like chromosomes Walk down, I got my runner's on Lil bro pockets hurt, he broke as fuck, he got that syndrome Walk down with some Tim's on This Rick Owen, not VLone Big bro say we got a drill, went home, put my black tee on No, I don't got one hoe, bitch, I got like three of 'em Opp nigga said he want smoke, finna slide through, tell 'em take cover Broke ass opp keep dissin', we gon' do 'em like his big brother Do that boy the worst way, fuck his sister then slide on his babymomma Came in with that shit on, Rick Owen, mix it with Undercover That hoe suck my dick, I told her, fuck no, I don't love her