It's a banger, y'all already know what the f*ck going on, NFL Stan
NFL, aye
Aye, FIVESIX, turn me up, woe
Aye, shorty, I'm cold-hearted
I can't wait to push this topic and get my momma started
Young nigga, I was outchea I was thinkin' bad
Fritz died with no choppa and it's kinda sad
How you say you gettin' money, you a damn fool
Used to call me fuego, but NFL cool
I'd rather hit the stu, it's like f*ck the school
Shorty mouth goin', don't stop till she f*ckin' drool
Told my momma, I'ma get that bag and I'ma bring it back
And my pockets died, better yet, your pockets heart attack
Got a Cuban now I'm finna get a gold to fill my plaque
I was runnin' with the 32, yeah, they call me Shaq
Yeah, they love you back and forth when your pockets gettin' right
If a nigga get locked, is you finna send a kite
Dark nigga, I was rollin', runnin' in the daylight
They finna search NFL Stan on the Google site
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It's a banger, y'all already know what the f*ck going on, NFL Stan
NFL, aye
Aye, FIVESIX, turn me up, woe
Aye, shorty, I'm cold-hearted
I can't wait to push this topic and get my momma started
Young nigga, I was outchea I was thinkin' bad
Fritz died with no choppa and it's kinda sad
How you say you gettin' money, you a damn fool
Used to call me fuego, but NFL cool
I'd rather hit the stu, it's like f*ck the school
Shorty mouth goin', don't stop till she f*ckin' drool
Told my momma, I'ma get that bag and I'ma bring it back
And my pockets died, better yet, your pockets heart attack
Got a Cuban now I'm finna get a gold to fill my plaque
I was runnin' with the 32, yeah, they call me Shaq
Yeah, they love you back and forth when your pockets gettin' right
If a nigga get locked, is you finna send a kite
Dark nigga, I was rollin', runnin' in the daylight
They finna search NFL Stan on the Google site
NFL, aye
Aye, FIVESIX, turn me up, woe
Aye, shorty, I'm cold-hearted
I can't wait to push this topic and get my momma started
Young nigga, I was outchea I was thinkin' bad
Fritz died with no choppa and it's kinda sad
How you say you gettin' money, you a damn fool
Used to call me fuego, but NFL cool
I'd rather hit the stu, it's like f*ck the school
Shorty mouth goin', don't stop till she f*ckin' drool
Told my momma, I'ma get that bag and I'ma bring it back
And my pockets died, better yet, your pockets heart attack
Got a Cuban now I'm finna get a gold to fill my plaque
I was runnin' with the 32, yeah, they call me Shaq
Yeah, they love you back and forth when your pockets gettin' right
If a nigga get locked, is you finna send a kite
Dark nigga, I was rollin', runnin' in the daylight
They finna search NFL Stan on the Google site
Writer: Stanley Francois
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