Текст песни Famine (with XLOVCLO) - KA$HDAMI

Spee
(Slugs)
Grrah, bah-bah-bah

Whip-whip out that Glock, now that lil' boy on buffer, nigga
No, I can't fuck with no buster, nigga
He think he the shit, then we flush that nigga
He try to spin, stop his car, he won't come back, nigga
What's the plan?
Bad bitch hit my Instagram, damn
And I heard that she a fan, man
My team always eating, man, we do not famine

We could, we could go nice and slow like Usher, baby
White girl weefing, I sold her a KD
Niggas talk shit on the 'net, but won't never come fade me
I'm toting this G-Lock, this shit got no safety (Ooh)
Baby girl, what you wanna get into?
When I'm with you, nothin' fuck up my mood
Posted up with my slimes, nigga, we say, "Woo" (Bah, bah, bah)

Whip out that Glock, now that lil' boy on buffer, nigga
No, I can't fuck with no buster, nigga
He think he the shit, then we flush that nigga
He try to spin, stop his car, he won't come back, nigga
What's the plan?
Bad bitch hit my Instagram, damn
And I heard that she a fan, man
My team always eating, man, we do not famine (I know you love me)

He a real gang, I'm finna make it out the hood
I'm from the trenches 'cause I wish a nigga would
Doing better than me, he wishes you could
I'm getting this money, lil' bitch, as I should
I like to fight like Suge
Hit-hit up your man, but he said I look good
Back in the day, had to juug
I'm-I'm with the gang and we rollin' you up
All that we do is drugs
I'm only nineteen, ain't lookin' for love
Birkin, Off-White, bitch, I'm fly like a dove
Rockin' designer just because
Lil' bitch, I do what I want
Drip head to toe, bitch, it's Saint Laurent
They hatin' on me 'cause I'm confident
These bitches wan' be me, they copying

Whip-whip out that Glock, now that lil' boy on buffer, nigga
No, I can't fuck with no buster, nigga
He think he the shit, then we flush that nigga
He try to spin, stop his car, he won't come back, nigga
What's the plan?
Bad bitch hit my Instagram, damn (Damn, damn, damn)
And I heard that she a fan, man
My team always eating, man, we do not famine

We could, we could go nice and slow like Usher, baby
White girl weefing, I sold her a KD
Niggas talk shit on the 'net, but won't never come fade me
I'm toting this G-Lock, this shit got no safety (Shh, shh, ooh)
Baby girl, what you wanna get into?
When I'm with you, nothin' fuck up my mood
Posted up with my slimes, nigga, we say, "Woo" (Bah, bah, bah, Woo)