Lyrics to Fifafofum!
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FIFAFOFUM!
Nigga I ain't playing with ya!
FIFAFOFUM!
Nigga I ain't playing with ya!
FIFAFOFUM!
Nigga I ain't playing with ya!
FIFAFOFUM!
Nigga I ain't playing with ya!
FIFAFOFUM!
Nigga I ain't playing with ya!
FIFAFOFUM!
Nigga I ain't playing with ya!
FIFAFOFUM!
Nigga I ain't playing with ya!
FIFAFOFUM!
Nigga I ain't playing with ya!

Nigga I ain't playin with ya FIFAFOFUM
Know I ain't no law giving police ain't no fun
I give it right back to you when the police is holding all gun
Cuz this world crazy and this crazy world I bang a piece like drum
I bang the East, West, Midwest, South and North bitch I'm worldwide
Hit it with a new wave, it's the new school, new day paying third types
Getting krait like roulette hooray, throwing money today
Never knowing when I'm gonna die
Fuck up out my cool two shade you'll hate , where's my car?
Cuz I'm all about my fucking drive
A little nigga in the back, bumpin' his head, telling me to drive fast
I look back and see the kid playing with his dark hats
We going to the store to get a plane with your fly
Then we go so we can go and see the Triads
I really live the dream you didn't drank bypass
My niggas on the scene pulling bitches by the eyelash
And they got a lot of questions, but why they ask?
I do it better three times, you niggas try ask

FIFAFOFUM!
Nigga I ain't playing with ya!
FIFAFOFUM!
Nigga I ain't playing with ya!
FIFAFOFUM!
Nigga I ain't playing with ya!
FIFAFOFUM!
Nigga I ain't playing with ya!
FIFAFOFUM!
Nigga I ain't playing with ya!
FIFAFOFUM!
Nigga I ain't playing with ya!
FIFAFOFUM!
Nigga I ain't playing with ya!
FIFAFOFUM!
Nigga I ain't playing with ya!


The only reason I'm here is to speak with my voice
All these freak leagues and cheater leagues wanna say but have no choice
So I choose which lane to speed, double R to me, roll his voices
A nigga rough riding, your bluff is dying
I'm up so much nigga fuck her new buzzing
Moon and the skies meet the mountains and the lions
I'm the beast in the woods, you're chasing I'm down to fallow
Can't find the little nigga he come up right behind you
I'm a sweet diamond one in a million I'm shining
Call me your highness, throw flows liken alcoholic
My fingers all down '.your face make me vomit
And since you niggas arrange I'm texting so pay homage
And if you niggas doubt of action is way bronson
Either we beat 'em up but we cannot stop 'em
Look nigga don't hit them up, ain't no other fucking option
These niggas are sweeting up , I say they's sit in a free boxes
Now they want to treat me up
No problem nigga we marshal up
I got this all you niggas bitches in you're topless
I drink Scottish whiskey with a bitch until it's awkward
You ain't got to say you hear me, I know it because you jock it
Full of money in my wallet, my niggas split it their pockets

FIFAFOFUM!
Nigga I ain't playing with ya!
FIFAFOFUM!
Nigga I ain't playing with ya!
FIFAFOFUM!
Nigga I ain't playing with ya!
FIFAFOFUM!
Nigga I ain't playing with ya!
FIFAFOFUM!
Nigga I ain't playing with ya!
FIFAFOFUM!
Nigga I ain't playing with ya!
FIFAFOFUM!
Nigga I ain't playing with ya!
FIFAFOFUM!
Nigga I ain't playing with ya!
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