MESUS – FAFO (Official Music Video)

F.A.F.O (Lyrics)

Verse
Everywhere I go I keep a gun tucked
Magine me give one single solitary fxck
Magine me not doing 5 figures in a month
Wave to my haters 5 fingers then I leave one up
Get out the way get out the way bxtch
I ain’t Rittenhouse but I pull that thing out and spray bxtch
Fxck around n you gone find out today I don’t play bxtch
And I ain’t changed anything but the change in my bank bxtch
Only thing that I bought was some bullets for range
And don’t mean a rover trying to buy a tank
Ain’t no limit what these motherfxcker’s do to hate aye!
I don’t need a clique bxtch I’m a fxcking renegade aye!
Run up on the whip and it’s gunplay aye
Run up on the crib and it’s mossberg pump olay
Every time my voice and a track meet
Doing numbers like I’m a mathlete
Getting money like an athlete
Rappers @ me
Thinking that mean that they finna win
Cause it’s bumping like it’s acne
Wack beat? Fxck outta here with lame shxt
We ain’t say the same shxt, like a different language
Dare ya say my name bxtch ‘stead of blanket statements
Game is full of fake shit, my bank is full of statements

Pre
I don’t know how they do it where y’all from
But i promise you fxcking with the wrong one
There’s codes to this shxt, codes to this shxt
Lines that you don’t cross, and you real close to em bxtch

Hook
you don’t think i’ll pull it bxtch? You gone fxck around n find out
Squeezing til I’m outta bullets.. You gone fxck around n find out
Better keep it cool, think it thru, fore this blow your mind out
you don’t think I’ll do it, bxtch then you gone fxck around n find out (repeat)

Verse
I’m the truth bxtch, what the fxck I need to lie bout?
Get in the booth bxtch, eat the beat like fxckin dine out
MVP that’s me, you gettin’ cut in tryouts
RIP wished on me, didn’t think that I’d fxckin’ find out
Hope you enjoyed your lil time out
Time to go back to your hideout
Meezy back up on his greezy
Who is he? You bout to find out
All over the internet even when a motherfxcker is signed out signed out
I know these vultures wanna peck my eye out
How y’all gone act like I ain’t shxtting a pile out?
Give em the whole 9 yards bxtch straight to the pylon
You motherfxckers is wylin’ tryin’ me don’t suggest tryin
I am, in a league of my own, that’s why these labels won’t sign him
I am a monster but God knows that I don’t wanna get violent
Cause times that I have I black out and i don’t know where the hell I am
All that I know I ain’t dyin’ tonight at least without fightin’
And that iron on me at all times bxtch don’t think that I’m lyin’ becauuuuse…

Hook
you don’t think i’ll pull it bxtch? You gone fxck around n find out
Squeezing til I’m outta bullets.. You gone fxck around n find out
Better keep it cool, think it thru, fore this blow your mind out
you don’t think I’ll do it bxtch then you gone fxck around n find out (repeat)

I don’t know how they do it where y’all from
But i promise you fxcking with the wrong one
There’s codes to this shxt, codes to this shxt
Lines that you don’t cross, and you real close to em bxtch