lirik lagu pasto flocco - wanna do
[hook]:
i said “baby what you wanna do?”
head back, sit back (no)
and none of these n-gg-s getting next to me
they can’t stop me (no)
i’m cookin’ up, i got the recipe
i walk in the spot and they stare at me
they jealous and they just gon’ envy me
all that hatin’ sh-t, yeah they gon’ phase me (x2)
[verse 1]:
mall play, mall play
sike nah, saks fifth like all day
balmain, balmain
rafs coming, i just gotta stack my cake
ballin, ballin
that’s the only reason shawty keep callin’
n-gg-s stallin’
if you ain’t talkin’ money, please stop callin’
flock at me, ima flock at you
this ain’t a movie, this sh-t is true
i got all of this money, now what to do?
remember playing ball just right after school
i stayed away from the gang gang
and still they see me in a new field
other then that, not a thing changed
i’m dressed in designer, they coolin’
(yeah) shawty she all in my face, now she callin’, now she wanna facetime
in the stu’ i ain’t trynna waste no time
airplane mode, all calls declined
[?] for the fakin’
i need a rollie, no plain jane
i’m stackin’ it up trynna maintain
you said you my brother but thing’s change
tay sh-t fake, your music is trash
i’m stackin’, they hatin, i’m gettin’ all cash
i’m rockin’ supreme, i’m straight out of queens
i’m sippin’ off henny, i’m deep in my dreams
that girl is a skeeve, you might as well leave
now that i’m on, all these b-tches feen
pursuing my dream
i turn in some money, you can’t even see (and that sh-t is so funny)
[hook]:
i said “baby what you wanna do?”
head back, sit back (no)
and none of these n-gg-s getting next to me
they can’t stop me (no)
i’m cookin’ up, i got the recipe
i walk in the spot and they stare at me
they jealous and they just gon’ envy me
all that hatin’ sh-t, yeah they gon’ phase me (x2)
[verse 2]:
i’m fixing my vans, all of these [?] but i’m the skater
boy your b-tch is so treesh (yeah), i don’t know why you still chase her
yellow boned, bad b-tch, she callin’ my phone, yeah i’ll see you later
pasto, the general
n-gg-s is lyrical
you a b-m, so i do not sit with you
rockin’ foreigns, yeah they hurtin’ my feet
and that shawty a treesh, i bust on her sheets
mbm, yeah my n-gg-s complete
we chasin’ that check and we stackin’ that breesh
double cups [?]
shawty wildin’ off the liquor
now she forgot she got a n-gg-
you run up, we pullin’ them triggers
n-gg-s be hatin’, i really don’t care
i’m trynna hit in less than a year
shawty annoyin’, she all in my ear
hit from the back while i’m pullin’ your hair (yeah)
moving like uzi, that’s why all my friends a dead man
your b-tch she be feenin’, she droolin’, let her f-ck her that’s my last chance
throw that sh-t back
fendi attack
my pockets is fat
with a blick in my lap
get to the breesh, you come from the treesh
boy you movin’ like a dead man
these n-gg-s is scammin’, they really some b-ms
boy you run from the feds man
[outro]:
pasto x2
n-gg-s they really some b-ms, n-gg-s be runnin’ from the feds man
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