(Teeko, is that you?)
Uh, uh, uh (Ryda, what you cookin' up?)
You already know what the f*ck goin' on, nigga
Whole lot of gang shit in this bitch, nigga
Foenem really CrossWestern with it
Don't come across this bitch, get your ass hit up
Gang, gang, gang
Lil' foenem in all type of fast shit (all type of fast shit)
Shorty got away, we damn near had him (we damn near had him)
We threw at an opp, he on the bend, the police grabbed him (the police grabbed him)
I'm two steps ahead, I got your homie and we signed him (and we signed him)
This ain't Africa, I'ma get some blood for every diamond
If we did it to that nigga, I ain't the type to hide it
I ain't just no rapper, I be in them trenches slidin'
I'm one of them ones that get a call and get it handled (and get it handled)
I'm one of them ones, the feds come up when they grab him (come here, come here)
Even though I did this shit smart (did this shit smart)
I done did too much for niggas, I just hope they ass don't talk
I done did too much for niggas, I just hope the opps got heart (the opps got heart)
I done did too many drugs, I just hope my heart don't stop
I just need me a hug, I done lost my homie now
I could go broke today, I bet I still won't snake my homie out
I get a call today and I bet I still don't slime my homie out
They investigated the opps and they never let my homie out
We got all type of Gens
I only be around my niggas, you got all type of friends
You just wanna be around a nigga, you'll get slimed out
He ain't blow when they slid, he on timeout (shh, let's get it)
You think this shit sweet, well, come CrossWestern
You gon' find out (grrah, grrah, grrah, grrah, grrah)
Lil' foenem in all type of fast shit (all type of fast shit)
Shorty got away, we damn near had him
We threw at an opp, he on the bend, the police grabbed him
I'm two steps ahead, I got your homie and we signed him
This ain't Africa, I'ma get some blood for every diamond
If we did it to that nigga, I ain't the type to hide it
I ain't just no rapper, I be in them trenches slidin'
I'm one of them ones that get a call and get it handled
I'm one of them ones, the feds come up when they grab him (come here, come here)
Get your bitch ass down, nigga, you already know what the f*ck time it is
Grrah, grrah, grrah, grrah, grrah
Not that grr, uh
Lil Zay Osama - Fast Shit Lyrics
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English
(Teeko, is that you?)
Uh, uh, uh (Ryda, what you cookin' up?)
You already know what the f*ck goin' on, nigga
Whole lot of gang shit in this bitch, nigga
Foenem really CrossWestern with it
Don't come across this bitch, get your ass hit up
Gang, gang, gang
Lil' foenem in all type of fast shit (all type of fast shit)
Shorty got away, we damn near had him (we damn near had him)
We threw at an opp, he on the bend, the police grabbed him (the police grabbed him)
I'm two steps ahead, I got your homie and we signed him (and we signed him)
This ain't Africa, I'ma get some blood for every diamond
If we did it to that nigga, I ain't the type to hide it
I ain't just no rapper, I be in them trenches slidin'
I'm one of them ones that get a call and get it handled (and get it handled)
I'm one of them ones, the feds come up when they grab him (come here, come here)
Even though I did this shit smart (did this shit smart)
I done did too much for niggas, I just hope they ass don't talk
I done did too much for niggas, I just hope the opps got heart (the opps got heart)
I done did too many drugs, I just hope my heart don't stop
I just need me a hug, I done lost my homie now
I could go broke today, I bet I still won't snake my homie out
I get a call today and I bet I still don't slime my homie out
They investigated the opps and they never let my homie out
We got all type of Gens
I only be around my niggas, you got all type of friends
You just wanna be around a nigga, you'll get slimed out
He ain't blow when they slid, he on timeout (shh, let's get it)
You think this shit sweet, well, come CrossWestern
You gon' find out (grrah, grrah, grrah, grrah, grrah)
Lil' foenem in all type of fast shit (all type of fast shit)
Shorty got away, we damn near had him
We threw at an opp, he on the bend, the police grabbed him
I'm two steps ahead, I got your homie and we signed him
This ain't Africa, I'ma get some blood for every diamond
If we did it to that nigga, I ain't the type to hide it
I ain't just no rapper, I be in them trenches slidin'
I'm one of them ones that get a call and get it handled
I'm one of them ones, the feds come up when they grab him (come here, come here)
Get your bitch ass down, nigga, you already know what the f*ck time it is
Grrah, grrah, grrah, grrah, grrah
Not that grr, uh
Uh, uh, uh (Ryda, what you cookin' up?)
You already know what the f*ck goin' on, nigga
Whole lot of gang shit in this bitch, nigga
Foenem really CrossWestern with it
Don't come across this bitch, get your ass hit up
Gang, gang, gang
Lil' foenem in all type of fast shit (all type of fast shit)
Shorty got away, we damn near had him (we damn near had him)
We threw at an opp, he on the bend, the police grabbed him (the police grabbed him)
I'm two steps ahead, I got your homie and we signed him (and we signed him)
This ain't Africa, I'ma get some blood for every diamond
If we did it to that nigga, I ain't the type to hide it
I ain't just no rapper, I be in them trenches slidin'
I'm one of them ones that get a call and get it handled (and get it handled)
I'm one of them ones, the feds come up when they grab him (come here, come here)
Even though I did this shit smart (did this shit smart)
I done did too much for niggas, I just hope they ass don't talk
I done did too much for niggas, I just hope the opps got heart (the opps got heart)
I done did too many drugs, I just hope my heart don't stop
I just need me a hug, I done lost my homie now
I could go broke today, I bet I still won't snake my homie out
I get a call today and I bet I still don't slime my homie out
They investigated the opps and they never let my homie out
We got all type of Gens
I only be around my niggas, you got all type of friends
You just wanna be around a nigga, you'll get slimed out
He ain't blow when they slid, he on timeout (shh, let's get it)
You think this shit sweet, well, come CrossWestern
You gon' find out (grrah, grrah, grrah, grrah, grrah)
Lil' foenem in all type of fast shit (all type of fast shit)
Shorty got away, we damn near had him
We threw at an opp, he on the bend, the police grabbed him
I'm two steps ahead, I got your homie and we signed him
This ain't Africa, I'ma get some blood for every diamond
If we did it to that nigga, I ain't the type to hide it
I ain't just no rapper, I be in them trenches slidin'
I'm one of them ones that get a call and get it handled
I'm one of them ones, the feds come up when they grab him (come here, come here)
Get your bitch ass down, nigga, you already know what the f*ck time it is
Grrah, grrah, grrah, grrah, grrah
Not that grr, uh
Writer: Dylan Cohen, Ethan Hicks, Isaiah Dukes, Jason Goldberg, Ryder Laston-Gaeta
Copyright: Lyrics © Royalty Network
Copyright: Lyrics © Royalty Network
Performed By: Lil Zay Osama
Language: English
Length: 2:08
Written by: Dylan Cohen, Ethan Hicks, Isaiah Dukes, Jason Goldberg, Ryder Laston-Gaeta