Onnagondola, SoFaygo - Electrocuted Lyrics

(Use my body to keep you alive)
(I miss you Bryce)
Let's go Faygo
(You can't be a runner young bull)
Demons on my back, yeah slatt
I might just attack, he not on that
What I state is facts, y'all n***** cap
You can put Chief Runner on that, put us on the map
I can make shit float
I make your hoe choke
Get it by the low
Then put it on a boat
That glock that you hold don't mean nothing you gon' fold
You could've been a real one but you told, yes you told, oh oh no, yeah no no
Get them racks in can I get a boatload?
Imma fuck her friend imma fuck that ho
I ain't genuine I don't share no dough
Unless you my bro, yeah my woe
If you wanna play the game then I got a cheat code
Gotta keep my glocky, man I gotta keep it close
You ain't ever scared me I ain't scared of no ho
When I'm outside roll this thraxx up, fuck you up on my own, don't need backup
I'm posted up with my slatt bruh pull up acting goofy get slapped cuh
You got ugly bitches I got bad ones and I'm stacking up racks in the bathtub
Get electrocuted if you rat bruh, when I cop the pack scroll the whole bag up
I got a tool when I dash like I'm Mega Man
Fuck what you on I'm just making this money man
Why the fuck you tryna rap off dummy xans?
I will not sleep until I see a hunnid bands
Weapon on me in combat like the Taliban
If you need methods then hit me on Telegram
I hang with ol' dirty bastards like Method Man
We gonna light up the party its Burning Man
And I'm running it up till this income endless
Too many snakes in the grass no more friendship
I'm bouta blow up like fucked up engine
So I suggest that you exit the premises
And I gotta get this shit off my chest quick
These bitches want fake clout and attention
I rolled a three five and so did Brendan
Everyday the whole team got all the pressure
I will never work again at a register
I bust a nut on a sexy ho retina
I got the real real you got the replica
We know you not genuine and you never was
Bitch I got the glizzy on me it's hammer time
I be lit for hours just like a candlelight
When the lights go out demons all amplify
Clean the block with the mop now it's sanitized
Empty the clip and then maybe I'm satisfied
Never been a people person I'm anti
Stop tryna spam my number block a landline
I just stay on my grind like spitfire
Fuck the internet I really stay offline, pick the bag up and I smoke on a half ounce
Life been hitting differently lately I really came a long way from the trap house
When I'm outside roll this thraxx up, fuck you up on my own, don't need backup
I'm posted up with my slatt bruh pull up acting goofy get slapped cuh
You got ugly bitches I got bad ones and I'm stacking up racks in the bathtub
Get electrocuted if you rat bruh, when I cop the pack scroll the whole bag up

(Use my body to keep you alive)
(I miss you Bryce)
Let's go Faygo
(You can't be a runner young bull)
Demons on my back, yeah slatt
I might just attack, he not on that
What I state is facts, y'all n***** cap
You can put Chief Runner on that, put us on the map
I can make shit float
I make your hoe choke
Get it by the low
Then put it on a boat
That glock that you hold don't mean nothing you gon' fold
You could've been a real one but you told, yes you told, oh oh no, yeah no no
Get them racks in can I get a boatload?
Imma fuck her friend imma fuck that ho
I ain't genuine I don't share no dough
Unless you my bro, yeah my woe
If you wanna play the game then I got a cheat code
Gotta keep my glocky, man I gotta keep it close
You ain't ever scared me I ain't scared of no ho
When I'm outside roll this thraxx up, fuck you up on my own, don't need backup
I'm posted up with my slatt bruh pull up acting goofy get slapped cuh
You got ugly bitches I got bad ones and I'm stacking up racks in the bathtub
Get electrocuted if you rat bruh, when I cop the pack scroll the whole bag up
I got a tool when I dash like I'm Mega Man
Fuck what you on I'm just making this money man
Why the fuck you tryna rap off dummy xans?
I will not sleep until I see a hunnid bands
Weapon on me in combat like the Taliban
If you need methods then hit me on Telegram
I hang with ol' dirty bastards like Method Man
We gonna light up the party its Burning Man
And I'm running it up till this income endless
Too many snakes in the grass no more friendship
I'm bouta blow up like fucked up engine
So I suggest that you exit the premises
And I gotta get this shit off my chest quick
These bitches want fake clout and attention
I rolled a three five and so did Brendan
Everyday the whole team got all the pressure
I will never work again at a register
I bust a nut on a sexy ho retina
I got the real real you got the replica
We know you not genuine and you never was
Bitch I got the glizzy on me it's hammer time
I be lit for hours just like a candlelight
When the lights go out demons all amplify
Clean the block with the mop now it's sanitized
Empty the clip and then maybe I'm satisfied
Never been a people person I'm anti
Stop tryna spam my number block a landline
I just stay on my grind like spitfire
Fuck the internet I really stay offline, pick the bag up and I smoke on a half ounce
Life been hitting differently lately I really came a long way from the trap house
When I'm outside roll this thraxx up, fuck you up on my own, don't need backup
I'm posted up with my slatt bruh pull up acting goofy get slapped cuh
You got ugly bitches I got bad ones and I'm stacking up racks in the bathtub
Get electrocuted if you rat bruh, when I cop the pack scroll the whole bag up