F.A.M.
F.A.M.

Gav, Yaboi Nilo - F.A.M. Lyrics

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F.A.M. Lyrics

Gav, turn this shit up (Yeah, yeah, whoo)
You can find me mobbin' on the highway (Let's go)
Or I be with the gang getting sideways
Lit like eves in '99 or on 99
Yeah, I don't got the time, current state of mind
Yeah, up in overdrive yeah, every meal is dinner time
Got it and still getting so I'm handing out
Pull up to the bank like it's In-N-Out
Didn't need 'em then and I don't need 'em now
Unlike you it's rare to see my checking bounce
But the only thing I ever cared about
Was feeding everyone that tried to put me out
If I got it then I'm steeze, if I don't they start to flee
They be begging me for cheese like it's top priority
If it crosses you and I, I ain't thinking 'bout it twice
I won't starve on my supply
(I ain't starving over shit no more)
Hell nah
Tired of spotting people showing they don't give a fuck about me
Don't know why, oh, but I don't give a fuck about 'em
Now they owe me, I don't know what the amount is
(I ain't kept track of the amount)
Yeah
Flexing with the money that I sent you like wow
If it weren't for me, you wouldn't be here right now
Give 'em what they want and all the sudden they not around
Got it like you say then run that shit back right now (Right now)
Right now, right now, yeah
Me and I know that you can't, bring it up and they go blank
Got your neck looking like dank, pack it up your ship has sank
Just admit it's time to go, I got touches still unknown
Just like how I get you high, ain't that hard to get you smoked
In your feelings, wipe your nose, I'm the stick that you don't poke
No, no, I can't deal with people ego-ing man
All their numbers below me, shit, I'm the one that's controlling this
They try trapping they capping, just like their weed they be blowing it
I got weeds in my yard and I'm cutting heads when I'm mowing it up
Yeah, all that hissing ain't slick (No, no)
Tired of spotting people showing they don't give a fuck about me
Don't know why, oh, but I don't give a fuck about 'em
Now they owe me, I don't know what the amount is
Yeah
Gav, turn this shit up

Gav, turn this shit up (Yeah, yeah, whoo)
You can find me mobbin' on the highway (Let's go)
Or I be with the gang getting sideways
Lit like eves in '99 or on 99
Yeah, I don't got the time, current state of mind
Yeah, up in overdrive yeah, every meal is dinner time
Got it and still getting so I'm handing out
Pull up to the bank like it's In-N-Out
Didn't need 'em then and I don't need 'em now
Unlike you it's rare to see my checking bounce
But the only thing I ever cared about
Was feeding everyone that tried to put me out
If I got it then I'm steeze, if I don't they start to flee
They be begging me for cheese like it's top priority
If it crosses you and I, I ain't thinking 'bout it twice
I won't starve on my supply
(I ain't starving over shit no more)
Hell nah
Tired of spotting people showing they don't give a fuck about me
Don't know why, oh, but I don't give a fuck about 'em
Now they owe me, I don't know what the amount is
(I ain't kept track of the amount)
Yeah
Flexing with the money that I sent you like wow
If it weren't for me, you wouldn't be here right now
Give 'em what they want and all the sudden they not around
Got it like you say then run that shit back right now (Right now)
Right now, right now, yeah
Me and I know that you can't, bring it up and they go blank
Got your neck looking like dank, pack it up your ship has sank
Just admit it's time to go, I got touches still unknown
Just like how I get you high, ain't that hard to get you smoked
In your feelings, wipe your nose, I'm the stick that you don't poke
No, no, I can't deal with people ego-ing man
All their numbers below me, shit, I'm the one that's controlling this
They try trapping they capping, just like their weed they be blowing it
I got weeds in my yard and I'm cutting heads when I'm mowing it up
Yeah, all that hissing ain't slick (No, no)
Tired of spotting people showing they don't give a fuck about me
Don't know why, oh, but I don't give a fuck about 'em
Now they owe me, I don't know what the amount is
Yeah
Gav, turn this shit up

Writer(s): Gavin Vallez, Nial Johnson
Copyright(s): Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
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