Sanfaneto X - Laylow Lyrics

They jealous
They see all the motion we getting
I might just go find me a Caucasian white bitch
And then take her to Venice
How the f*ck you mad that I'm winning
Whole country know that I been the littest
It's crazy how Monday to Thursday I go kill the books
Friday get a beat and then kill it
AMG big, blacked out
Crazy how Faneto the man now
I don't even gotta rap bout the designer or bitches
Cause my money been tall
Kick dat bitch the f*ck out
Match my swag, you cannot
Member I was down and out
Now we at the top and we dancing like psychos
Shut the f*ck up, or you'll get caught with that-
It shoot twelve rounds
I'm rocking HI-TEC like I'm Dior
We never caught lackin, we laylow (we laylow)
We never caught lackin, we laylow (laylow)
We never caught lackin, we laylow (laylow)
We never caught lackin, we laylow (laylow)
We never caught lackin, we laylow (laylow)