🎵 FA FA // by ‎dominicminajj

6 ContributorsFA FA Lyrics [Intro: Ayomagg] Fa, fa Brr Yeah Yeah (Skrr), yeah, yeah, yeah, go [Chorus: Ayomagg] I'm out gettin' money, that's just what I do I run in his house, and he don't got a clue These boys tryna talk on my name and they fu' Yeah, hundred round drum go doo-doo-doo And she fuckin' with me 'cause I got that loot And y’all so lame tryna be the next dude She suck me up, and she hit you for food Keep playin' with my name and I might just sue Said I wasn’t gonna’ make it, got more racks than the school And I been gettin' money, this shit ain't new Tryna run up on me, put his ass on a noose [Verse 1: Ayomagg] Niggas they mad 'cause I been on this timing Niggas they mad, on my way to them diamonds Always workin', I cannot recline man SRT, I hop in and zoom Pop star, I feel like Austin Moon You know I'ma run this shit up like I do You can't do better and I'm up in my room Posted with my soldiers, posted with my goons Said that I’m fye', I ain't even bloom My bro he tweak, he just popped a shroom Keep talkin' with me, I'ma hit you with the broom [Chorus: dominicminajj] I'm out gettin' money, that's just what I do I run in his house, and he don't got a clue These boys tryna talk on my name and they fuu Yeah, hundred round drum go doot, doot, doot And she fuckin' with me 'cause I got that loot And y’all so lame tryna’ be the next dude She suck me up, and she hit you for food Keep playin' with my name and I might just sue Said I wasn’t gonna’ make it, got more racks than the school And I been gettin' money this shit ain't new Tryna run up on me, put his ass on a noose (Go, go) [Verse 2: dominicminajj] I slide on your block and I say "What it do?" (Skrt) You tryna run, all you hear is doot, doot, doot (Doot) I don't want money if it ain't blue (Blue) That bitch wanna go but she stuck like glue (Glue) I'm off a perc and I'm sippin' on goop (Sippin' on goop) Shawty fuckin' with me 'cause I get the loot (Loot) Shawty fuckin' with me 'cause I am the dude (I am that dude) And they fuckin' with me 'cause they know what it do (Know what it do) Fa—fa, spin on your block, hear grra-ta Her hair long like a rasta (Doot, doot, doo) I just be smokin' on zaza We spinnin' on your block, you (Fah, fah) That boy green like Geico She suckin' dick with her eyes closed (Eyes closed) Her panties small like a tightrope (Brrr) Run up on me, that's your last hope I feel like Yeat, 'cause I need a bell He talkin' down, we gon' send him to hell (Hell) I make sure my boys on go (Go) If they on go then we on the road (Road) [Chorus: Ayomagg] I'm out gettin' money, that's just what I do I run in his house, and he don't got a clue These boys tryna talk on my name and they fuu Yeah, hundred round drum go doot, doot, doot And she fuckin' with me 'cause I got that loot And y’all so lame tryna’ be the next dude She suck me up, and she hit you for food Keep playin' with my name and I might just sue Said I wasn’t gonna’ make it, got more racks than the school And I been gettin' money this shit ain't new Tryna run up on me, put his ass on a noose [Reprise: Ayomagg] Niggas they mad 'cause I been on this timing Niggas they mad, on my way to them diamonds Always workin', I cannot recline man SRT, I hop in and zoom Pop star, I feel like Austin Moon You know I'ma run this shit up like I do You can't do better and I'm up in my room Posted with my soldiers, posted with my goons Said that I’m fye', I ain't even bloom My bro he tweak, he just popped a shroom Keep talkin' with me, I'ma hit you with the—