Foolio - Sundown Ft. HOTBOIII Out Now on All Platforms! FOLLOW FOOLIO: Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/julio_foolio Twitter: https://twitter.com/Espn_Foolio Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/TdbFoolio Lyrics: Ooh-ne-nun-ya (Elite got that heat) Can never lose like I'm made in the wind (Mhm Static) I just rolled these opps, I put they face in the wind Yeah, I got that FN, I bought my bae a twin Niggas be pillow talking like bitches, but that hating shit don't matter Before I let a nigga play with me, I be in a jail wearing shackles (Facts) To the news, I'm a rapper (No cap), real life, I'ma smacker (Six) Our opps some cappers, where your gun at? Nigga you a lacker Where your funds at? Ain't getting no cheddar Now I won't text niggas, get it after Fuck nigga snakes, I can hear 'em ratting Foolio swang the K, you know I come after Monkey nuts, chops came with a banana Caught him up top, put him back together Poured me a four up in my Fanta But they at North Pole, waiting on Santa Twelve can't catch me, hot speeding, goose my diamonds wet, Fiji Everybody who say, "Fuck me", be the same people that need me Love my bae, we so toxic, once we fell in love, we cheating Bought the Perc's I need 'em, got a new jwett, I'm gleasing Remember we were broke, performing local, O-V-E-R, that shit over F-O-C-U-S, on focus, I'll pop Xanax, got me rollin' F-U-C-K, S-O-B-E-R, I swear, man, fuck being sober Said I didn't fade away like COVID, we was masking up before COVID We going long pass, feel like a hot boy It's a touchdown, Kut Da Fan On Rocking baguettes on my Cartier, shit buss down, baguette Niggas run down (Niggas run down), before the sundown (Rrah, Sundown) All you hear is "Grr, pop, pop" that's them gun sounds (That's them gun sounds) Gun 'em down, I don't care where the sun is, y'all niggas gon' run 'em down (Gon' run 'em down) Got the drum ready and my AR, just give it a couple pumps (A couple pumps) Way before I was rich, I still was giving hoes the run-around We don't do no snitches, you can never speak on what you seen They on the run, my heart was nerve-racking I'm up on the news, we up like every day I slept by the front door, want to hear everything Feds in the city, they doing investigating We went from the sun to shining (Nerve-racking) On Rico and Zoe, but they can't celebrate Helicopters over my house came, heavy rain Fuck [?] that's a fair play Yeah, that's a friendly play, no, it was never game But I knew that when they thought that it was Yeah, when you elevate, that's when they levitate 'round you But they wasn't there in the mud Sorry I had to escape, I ain't gon' never wait I'm doing better bae, pockets on heavyweight Before you ever play, go check my resume Before you ever play, go check it, bitch (Uh) Yeah, young nigga [?] Uh, and you can't show me love, show me nothing Yeah, got it out the mud, out the dungeons Uh, yeah, got it from the bottom like a dungeon Yeah, you know that Hotboii, he comin' (Mhm, Static) He comin' with all these drums, he got drummings Comin' with all these drums, he got drummin' I want that Casamigo, I be on that fuck shit Yeah, yeah, you know I pull up on that fuck shit Yeah, ain't gon' take, but I'm on that fuck shit [?] in the park, forgot the function Baby, I can't trust shit, I can't love shit I don't love, I love nothing I'ma keep going #Foolio #Sundown #ConfidentialThoughts