F.U.C.K Y.O.U

I ain't playing I'm a goat
Bitch you hoe
If he run up on me, imma hang him with a rope
When your bitch come around, imma put on a show (what)
Know I'm strapped up, from my head to my toe

Yeah they call you fat ass dude for a motherfuckin' reason
Your weight keeps changing, like the motherfuckin' seasons
Stop talking shit, boy you do it for no reason
You always acting hard, but you the one snitchin'

Bitch this ain't no game
You look a little ashamed
Bitch you're so fat, you're in the eating hall of fame
Little boy you a dumb, wheres your fucking brain
Probably went to your stomach when you ate that number eight

Aye I'm countin' all these racks
Should be countin' all your chins
Wearing blue, and you're fat, imma call your ass a frip
When I see your belly bitchboy, I'm going on a trip
You're probably the reason that we have cheese dip

When I pull up on the scene, yeah, everybody know my name
All the fucking money, yeah I'm finna make it rain
Racks stack long so I call it a train

I cannot fix anything I cannot change
Just like I'm Curry, yeah I got some range
Just like I'm Trippie, I let that shit bang
Shoutout my ex bitch, she's gon feel the pain
Remember the days I was stuck in the rain
Now I pull up, and I stay switching lanes
We hop out with choppas, we let that shit sang
I'm a good boy, I do not fuck with gangs
Cannot do drugs, cause they always be laced
Pull up with bands, tie it up like a lace
Can't go outside, I cannot show my face
See all these bitches hitting the Renegade
We hop out with choppas, I let that shit spray

I ain't playing I'm a goat
Bitch you hoe
If he run up on me, imma hang him with a rope
When your bitch come around, imma put on a show (what)
Know I'm strapped up, from my head to my toe

Yeah they call you fat ass dude for a motherfuckin' reason
Your weight keeps changing, like the motherfuckin' seasons
Stop talking shit, boy you do it for no reason
You always acting hard, but you the one snitchin'