DESTROY EM
Thouxanbanfauni Lyrics


We ain't got respect for niggas, pull up
Whack and wreckin' niggas
You could keep the body,  I want that head
And pass her to my hitter
I'ma get the pistol, pistol whip you
You gon' get the picture
Get the bigger picture, baby girl
We booted off the jiggas
Niggas swear they gettin' to this money
He ain't seen no figures
Fauni Figueroa gettin' to them
Digit's and your mistress

We ain't got respect for niggas, pull up
Whack and wreckin' niggas
You could keep the body, I want that head
And pass her to my hitter
I'ma get the pistol, pistol whip you
You gon' get the picture
Get the bigger picture, baby girl
We booted off the jiggas
Niggas swear they gettin' to this money
He ain't seen no figures
Fauni Figueroa gettin' to them
Digit's and your mistress

You don't wanna blink for a second
You don't wanna miss it
Trust me, baby, you don't wanna blink
You don't wanna miss this
I ain't flexin', I ain't frontin', braggin'
That's just how I'm livin'
Why you think these niggas mad at Fauni?
'Cause they on that simp shit
Why you think these niggas
Out here perpetratin', player hatin'?
Why you think these niggas say they
Feel you like it's masturbation?
I will have these niggas whacked off, yeah
Clapped off
I will have these niggas jacked off, yeah
Lily Moss and she think a nigga so smooth
Luther Vandross rolling Loud Miami 2019
Feeling like Rick Ross
Taking risks, chances, sacrifices
Just to be the boss
Everybody 'round me get replaced 'cause
I know the cost
All my old bitches got replaced, yeah
I know the cost
All these fuck niggas get replaced, yeah
I know the cost
If you fuck with me and now you
Don't then you took a loss
All my old hoes seen me on TV
Feel like they took a loss all the opps
They know they gotta jump me
'cause Fauni too strong
Anybody runnin' up on me, yeah
He gettin' dropped
Wholesale full of janitors, custodians
We moppin'
Told that bitch if we gon' shoot it out
Right now then we gon' pop it, pistol pop it
Said lil' bitch body got a pussy poppin'
Hot nigga, got a real buzz
Bitches say I'm poppin'
Young nigga got a Cuban Mami
So she call me Papi
Spoiled brat, just to change my mind
She gon' give me sloppy
Bitch, you get the drop up on the opps like
"Roger that and copy"
Spalding in my drawers how a
Nigga out here been ballin'
You could get your ass done right now, bitch
I still won't toss it
I'm out here with Lucki right
Now feelin' fucking flawless
All my bitches looking real good
Lookin' fucking gorgeous
And we got the proper stride right now
Got the proper motive

Baby, this my dedication
All my niggas still smoking
And we on probation
I done told these hoes if I roll
It up then I'ma lace it
All the pain I felt up in my heart
You know I'm gettin' faded
If I'm in Florida right now
I'm chillin' with my Haitians
Shoutout to my niggas thuggin' in
The streets gettin' money
Boy, you dumb as hell tryna run up on
Me think you gettin' it from me
Niggas be so thirsty for a lick
Lookin' like crash dummies
I can't be no pawn peon
Puppet to no fucking dummy
Live my life so good that them crackers
Tried to take it from me
Live my life so good that, my freedom
They won't take it from me
Niggas get a bad bitch
Settle down and get comfy
Then they run out of all
They bands, stock, funds, and money

We ain't got respect for niggas, pull up
Whack and wreckin' niggas
You could keep the body, I want that head
And pass her to my hitter
I'ma get the pistol, pistol whip you
You gon' get the picture
Get the bigger picture, baby girl
We booted off the jiggas


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Written by: Dilip Venkatesh, Taajwar Latimore

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