Papaguus - FANNED OUT (feat. Mike2real) Lyrics

Fanned out motherf*cker fanned out
Fanned out motherf*cker fanned out
And yo bitch fanned out
How yo girl find out
Fanned out motherf*cker fanned out
Fanned out motherf*cker fanned out
How yo bitch find out
Fanned out motherf*cker fanned out
Fanned out motherf*cker fanned out
F*ckin' on ya, bitch, she fannedout
F*ckin' on ya, sis, she fannedout
I don't like her any motherf*ckin' way
How she love me, nigga, I can never say
Know I'm gettin' money every f*ckin' day
In my crib, layin' up, smokin' J
Nigga, I just made twenty racks in a week
Nigga, Come and check the sheets before you talkin' shit to me
Baby, I don't got no plan, now
I'm just gettin' bands now
Don't know why you talkin, you washed down, you fanned out
Brody goin' band for band with money, but he ran out
I just know the music blowin' up like any day, now
Took too many shots the migos make me wanna lay down
Choppa with extendos know the bullets finna spray round
I said, baby, understand me
Ride me like a pony
Poppin' all these xannies
Baby, can you feel me
I'm up in the roof, and I feel like randy
Pop up in the booth, and I'm feelin like I'm manny
You cannot get near me
Get the shades
Baby, girl, you know I'm ridin, poppin' with the braids, now
Baby, come and get it
Come and get it
She Pull up in my crib, and she poppin' all these xannies
Oh no
I cannot trust on no bitch on no hoe
I cannot love on no bitch on no hoe
Pull up to my crib while she always in my phone
Pull up to my crib, and I'm pullin' out her (donk?)