Fiesta · letra

Intro

Yeah, yeah Yeah

Verse

Bitch I am a gangster I play with sticks like a ranger We put the opps in danger Spin his block, do something major Stay around sticks, like I come from the nature Kickin' the door, my niggas soldiers, they ready for war I shoot the clip, 'till my fingers is sore (Huh) All of my enemies poor (Aye) They know I shoot like Dwayne Wade (Yeah) We spin his block, like a Beyblade I see my fiends, and I know it's payday Shoot through his back, it come out his abdomen Come through in All Black, like a African We put that boy to sleep, Raymour & Flanigan The way I pull up, they freeze like a mannequin I don't love bitches, I love to sell crack She try to front me, made her throw it back You niggas fruits, like a snack I buy her McDonald's, if she tryna MAC I need the cheque, Nike Tryna rob me, is extremely unlikely That nigga hate me, cause his shorty like me We drop a opp, then have a fiesta I got a gun, bitch I ain't no wrestler Stay around sticks, like a campfire Got love for my blood, like a vampire We drop a opp, then have a fiesta I got a gun, bitch I ain't no wrestler Stay around sticks, like a campfire Got love for my blood, like a vampire