Thu, 23 Apr 2026 16:29:20 +0200 <![CDATA[Yung Sweep]]> https://hearthis.at/yungsweep/ en-EN contact@hearthis.at contact@hearthis.at https://hearthis.at/yungsweep/ Yung Sweep https://img.hearthis.at/1/3/9/_/uploads/9052540/image_user/w1400_h1400_q70_ptrue_v2_----cropped_1523139073931.jpg no no <![CDATA[YUNG SWEEP - faygolingo (Prod. Ryan Burns)]]> https://hearthis.at/yungsweep/yung-sweep-faygolingo/ Artist: YUNG SWEEP
Producer: Ryan Burns

Follow my Instagram: @officialyungsweep

LYRICS
Faygolingo baby let’s go, drop top mercedes, who are those ladies?
Drinking faygo, pop another norco.
Who are those ladies, took them to my mercedes.
Tears fall on the window, smoking dope.
Faygolingo, we can go anywhere you wanna go. Go around the whole globe. Finna glo, Faygolingo feeling really low.
I’m just your average joe.
Tryin to make money though.
Who are those ladies, dressed in black living like the 90’s.
Laid back rollin in a cadillac.
Baby do you like the sound of that.
Really love the sound of that.
Who are those ladies, haven’t seen them lately.
Music is my heart and soul, everyday I grow old.
Cry over my sorrow, lookin through the window.
Kurt Cobain, you hurt my brain, love is a painful thing. Fame goes straight to the brain, yeah it’s confusin. Stick to the script and make shit.

I don’t care, ask me how I’m doing I say I’m Faygolingo. [x2]]]> Artist: YUNG SWEEP
Producer: Ryan Burns

Follow my Instagram: @officialyungsweep

LYRICS
Faygolingo baby let’s go, drop top mercedes, who are those ladies?
Drinking faygo, pop another norco.
Who are those ladies, took them to my mercedes.
Tears fall on the window, smoking dope.
Faygolingo, we can go anywhere you wanna go. Go around the whole globe. Finna glo, Faygolingo feeling really low.
I’m just your average joe.
Tryin to make money though.
Who are those ladies, dressed in black living like the 90’s.
Laid back rollin in a cadillac.
Baby do you like the sound of that.
Really love the sound of that.
Who are those ladies, haven’t seen them lately.
Music is my heart and soul, everyday I grow old.
Cry over my sorrow, lookin through the window.
Kurt Cobain, you hurt my brain, love is a painful thing. Fame goes straight to the brain, yeah it’s confusin. Stick to the script and make shit.

I don’t care, ask me how I’m doing I say I’m Faygolingo. [x2]]]> 1842750 no no Fri, 06 Apr 2018 03:29:37 +0200 2018-04-06T03:29:37+02:00 2:01