Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song FYM, artist - Rico Nasty. Album song Tales of Tacobella, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопDate of issue: 18.05.2017
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Sugar Trap
Song language: English
FYM |
| Yeah, yeah |
| Yeah, yeah |
| Haha! |
| Yeah, yeah |
| Rico, rico |
| Yeah |
| Came from the struggle and all it took was some patience |
| I’m staying humble but you’ll never catch me waitin' |
| I dreamed of this when we was sleeping in the basement |
| We barely speaking now, I swear I really hate this |
| 'Cause you the reason why I made it and the reason why I hate the shit |
| Just calling to let you know, nigga, you ain’t shit |
| On my flight, about to leave on some vacation shit |
| And I hope that you know you could’ve came with me |
| If you stayed with me, yeah |
| But I don’t got time for the bullshit |
| Thank God I caught your ass with that new bitch |
| I’d rather die than to wait on that fairytale love shit |
| I just want to see the top |
| Grinding, I can never stop |
| Bitch, I don’t fuck with no ops |
| I know they hate me a lot |
| Yeah, I know that they want my spot |
| These bitches can’t do what I do |
| These bitches ain’t from where I’m from |
| These bitches can’t fuck with the kid |
| These bitches ain’t really on nun' |
| Bout my money like religion |
| All you bitches ignorant copy kittens |
| I was just reminiscing |
| When I ain’t even have a pot just to piss in |
| Daddy gone, yeah he in prison |
| Momma shuts him out the building |
| School don’t really make a difference |
| Selling drugs with good intentions |
| Can’t stop til' I’m sleeping with millions |
| Can’t stop til' my momma got Benzes |
| Counting money screaming fuck all my exes |
| Middle fingers up like fuck all the fake friends |
| Got my money up now bitches wanna hate me |
| Yeah, yeah, bitches wanna hate me |
| I don’t know what I did lately |
| Yeah, yeah |
| 'Cause when your money sky high they say you sold your soul |
| Rumors don’t get better, they just get more bold |
| I see you haters coming at me, I won’t fold, yeah |
| No, no, I won’t fold, God d- |
| God damn, stunting on my ex bitch |
| God damn, all this ice on my necklace |
| Fuck you mean, yeah |
| Fuck you mean, yeah |
| Fuck you mean, yeah |
| Fuck you mean |
| 'Cause when your money sky high they say you sold your soul |
| Rumors don’t get better, they just get more bold |
| I see you haters coming at me, I won’t fold, yeah |
| No, no, bitch, I won’t fold, yeah |
| Haha! |
| Bitch Yeah yeah yeah, damn |
| God damn, flexing on my ex bitch |
| God damn, all this ice on my necklace |
| Fuck you mean, yeah |
| Fuck you mean, yeah |
| Fuck you mean, yeah |
| Fuck you mean |
| Whoo! |
| It’s lit! |