Luh Shotta E - Faxts Lyrics

Call me Your Majesty
Sir smoke alotta
Luh Shotta E
Shut down the parking lot
Bussin juggs off the magic jack
Dey Callin me but I ain't Callin Back (uh uhh)
Running off Yea Im wit dat
You'll neva get Ya lick back (noo)
Thick b***h with the loose lip (oouu)
Put wood inna ha mouth
Like a tooth pick (Freaky Luh H**e)

Pardon me sir but Ya daughter a freak
She"ll do anything when she geek
Young N***a sneak N geek wit a vet
Cougar B*****s Love giving me neck
F**k ha onna perk now she attached
Luh Shoota E intercepting pack
Ran through front and I dip through back
Ride wit Shooters
Im good in the trap (Yea)

Don't Play wit my money
My Youngins Come Find You (Faxts)
Wait
(Oouu) (oouu) (Bow)
Don't move my Youngins behind You
I run wit Dem hitter That bring Yellow Takeout
Ain't tryna talk it out
Just bring the K's out (gliiddd)
Luh Shotta E name in Ya B***h mouth
I F**k all the time dats why you Pissed off (Haha)
Clifford a** n****z
Wanna be a big dog
Cross the line ima let the whole Clip off (gliiddd)
Demon talking to me Told me kill em all (Haha)
Feed You to the wolves We the the real animal
Heart of Lion Im King of the Jungle
Banana Clip waiting onna Monkey
Bussed down Cost a Couple Hunnit
Since a Youngin I been chasing Money (Faxts)
F****d it and I got it back
I jugg pack I don't Trap (Faxts)

I do drugs ion go to sleep (Hell Nahh)
Dats a big Faxt
Yo girl Say she love Shotta E (Aww)
Dats abut Faxt
Two B*****s on the side of me (Freaky Luh H**s)
Dats a big Faxts
Good gas Love T H C
Dats a big Faxt (Dat Gas)

I be geeking hard N***a I don't like Sleep (Noo Noo)
Poppin Perks we been up for awhole week (Geeked)
Sir Smoke alotta (E)
Keep the OG (Gas)
Q just popped bar
But he ain"t going sleep (Q)
We could smoke Thousand Pounds in one week (Facts)
Rockstar Lifestyle Doc Martin on my feet (oouu)
Pocket Rocket on me N***a
Don't think that its sweet (Pew Pew)
Issa nightmare when You F**kin wit Luh E (on God)

30 on me now N***a
Try it den You Sleep (Gone)
(Bow)
Get ah Freaky B***h Ta set Ya up
Den I Creep (in dere)
40 Sprayin wit no Mask
You know dat its me (B***h)
Catch em in da bed
Headshot Red sheets (haha)
Stop Playin wit me N***a Tryna act like you tuff (D***q)
Talking out ya mouth dats gone get you f****d up(Faxts)
Q and Quan By my Side
.30's and dem Rugars (oouu)
Acting like you with it
We gone shoot em in the uber (Pew Pew)

Bandannas wrapped around my head
Dats a big Faxt (oouu)
Blunt smoking gas in the air
Dats a big Faxt
(Gas Gas Gas)
My circle small weion do the squares
Dats a big Faxt
(Hell Nahh)
Pipped up probably witcho B***h
Dats a big Faxt