Fam –Lay, what’s my mother f*cker name
Fam-Lay, niggas better get it right,
b*tches better get it right.
Fam-Lay, what’s my mother f*cker name
Fam-Lay, niggas better get it right,
b*tches better get it right.

Fam-Lay part of the shock city crown way,
I heard they’re talking about me tryin’ get the time ..
The ... sweetest trip line .. f*ck em and feed em ..like my cousin ..
Yeah I don’t heard that ...still lie, also heard that the bird still fly
...Me and the still ... was never .. ‘cause this world is about time,
I see I got lock up and wings is came back,
so now I’m like f*cked reminds to get my name back
I don’t make soul music, I don’t make soft music,
I’m from Virgina nigga this is what we’re about stupid,
You ever disrespect me, watch me come out shoot me
You hit it up the corner .. Houston ...
I’m on my grown .. my niggas gone ...
I’m in my zone .. who you’re gone ..
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Chorus:
Fam –Lay, what’s my mother f*cker name
Fam-Lay, niggas better get it right,
b*tches better get it right.

The p*ssy got locked up and shined his came back
So now I’m like f*ck reminds to get my name back
She left the spot ..Virginia nice, fresh white teeth
...they always ask me ...living life,
passed 30 days .. 50 flights
Let you tell it out we did it long time ago,
but as a .. blowing all ... hold down like domino
You’ll find ...

Chorus:
Fam –Lay, what’s my mother f*cker name
Fam-Lay, niggas better get it right,
b*tches better get it right.
Fam-Lay, what’s my mother f*cker name
Fam-Lay, niggas better get it right,
b*tches better get it right.

The Gucci got locked up, and Gucci came back,
So now I’m f*cked reminds to get my name back.




Thanks to greta

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