[Intro]
Favete for life
Favete, favete, favete, favete mhm aha mhm aha
Favete, favete, favete, favete mhm aha mhm aha
[Verse 1]
Yes, I told you to go down enough, you'll find me there
Chilling with warm bars with spray paint
It's up to you, take it like a thief
You're not nearly as good as me as a rapper
Live robbers in the club packed
Girls invite us home for a double sandwich
If they get angry, I back off
We call fronda laughing and watching
Favete for life fasst man with his back covered
Then my mother barely alone with the fat dust
They want my cock
They want it now
I feel you man you can't have them easily
Your girl is only pretty, when the lights are off
Our name is so hot it's going around
But they want me for my name, and brag about them
[Ref .]
Favete, everything we do
Favete, we scratch until we die
Favete, what we eat, think, breathe and shit
It's all about the music
Favete , they're everything we do
Favete, we scratch till we die
Favete, what we eat, think, breathe and shit
It's all about the audience
[Verse 2]
Speeds up outside the club and rolls up In it
Rubs up the guzz and rolls up the shit
Oh breath yeah blunt
Ganja makes the world go round
We step up on the floor o walls vibrate
Anything to get people to legalize
So puff done, then light a new one
While yes I lean back completely scared at her sight
Check out her skin, my friends spews
Spin our shit till your hands care
Shut up! nobody wants to hear your bullshit
Shut up! nobody wants to hear you thank you
Favete Lingui's true player blood
My dick is bigger than two Eifel towers
Who is the best in the country? you probably know that, so crown me the new king
Then she sees blue
True, true
How do they feel then? *aah*
Mm, huh you like it bitch?
Was cracking mutherfuckers
Come on!
[Ref.]
Favete, everything we do
Favete, we scratch until we die
Favete, what we eat, think, breathe and shit
It's all about the music
Favete, they're everything we do
Favete, we scratch until we die
Favete, what we eat, think, breathe and shit
It's all about the crowd
[Verse 3]
Up on the floor, hands on fire
Working at home In my trend, you only know my name
I slip in and do them like I've never done
When I spit In my fort, I just know I make them big
Favete Linguis comes in and do it right
So step aside man no one makes them hotter
Fronda, packed on folk we platen sallkoll
We call it zero-koll
No baiter here I just fight me sword
In my hyped world where I brag and swear
Stop In clothes the fox, shot that is carried In the fist
Not only hate here propps to the fourth world
No butter, just as i know the man
No bother, only when I turn my hand
Down and look like a pimp dropped
Remember my name fronda pimp motherfucker
[Ref. x2]
Favete, everything we do
Favete, we scratch until we die
Favete, what we eat, think, breathe and shit
It's all about the music
Favete , they are everything we do
Favete, we scratch until we die
Favete, what we eat, think, breathe and shit
It's all about the audience

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