SoFaygo - Precision

{intro}
(we love you, tecca)

{chorus: sofaygo}
Flex on all these bitches, black out on these bitches
Racks i count them digits, you never stand on business
I never ate at (?...), i hate to shop at (?...)
I'm picky with my women, i see bullshit with precision
I know that she gotta be kidding (yeah), i knew that' the route when i hit it (yeah)
I knew i was not trippin' (yeah), i knew i was (?...) to me (yeah)
I knew i was gon' be the one (yeah), i knew i would go to the sun (yeah)

{verse 1: sofaygo}
I got racks on my wrist and they crush (yеah)
I step in and make a hoe blush (yеah)
He said he want smoke, he a dutch (hush)
She said that she good, she a slut (yeah, go)
D-d-don't believe it (yeah, yeah)
Don't believe it (yeah, yeah)
Start the whip (yeah), crank the demon
Know i been gone for a while but baby i'm holding it down
How could you copy the sound when faygo got so many styles?
Okay i been in my lane, i been on my own island
You-you can just give me the bread, i feel like a cash cow (pow, pow, nah)

{bridge: sofaygo}
Bitch i'm married to the money like i'm mitch
I put 5 band' on your fit
My bitch bad and she ain't gotta do no onlyfans because i'm lit
Sometimes i be rocking rick, sometimes i be rocking raf
Sometimes i be in the mix, most days i be in my bag (woo, pow, woo)
(woo, pow)

{chorus: sofaygo}
Flex on all these bitches (yeah), black out on these bitches (yeah)
Racks i count them digits (yeah), you never stand on business
I never ate at (?...), i hate to shop at (?...)
I'm picky with my women, i see bullshit with precision
I know that she gotta be kidding (yeah), i knew that' the route when i hit it (yeah)
I knew i was not trippin' (yeah), i knew i was (?...) to me (yeah)
I knew i was gon' be the one (yeah), i knew i would go to the sun (yeah)

{verse 2: don toliver & sofaygo}
Damn, that boy in here booted (huh)
Damn, she got a big booty (huh, huh)
Kali uchis, i'mma stuff my face in her coochie (huh)
Pour the lean in kombuchy, i put 12 mans out here fuelling shit (uh, uh)
In atlanta like future, got a bad lil' bitch that seduces shit (uhh)
She wanna lick my private parts, i bought a pill, it's a autobot
I'm feeling geeked, she get down on her knees
I really be out in the mix, i be at the house by 6
You steady lying on your dead, (?...) get my blick
Why do these niggas be lying to me? they lying like it's (?...)
I just went and took a 10 to ride in my coupé
If you play with faygo you can die, i'mma shoot you (pow)
I don't fuck around, i'm gon' steady shoot
Woo (huh)
Woo (grah)
Woo
Woo (pow)

{chorus: sofaygo}
Flex on all these bitches (yeah), black out on these bitches (yeah)
Racks i count them digits (yeah), you never stand on business
I never ate at (?...), i hate to shop at (?...)
I'm picky with my women, i see bullshit with precision
I know that she gotta be kidding (yeah), i knew that' the route when i hit it (yeah)
I knew i was not trippin' (yeah), i knew i was (?...) to me (yeah)
I knew i was gon' be the one (yeah), i knew i would go to the sun