F. Y. F.
Yo C Grizzy Reckless Records
In this bitch you already know
Man it makes me laugh
Man all these motherfuckers
They try to act hard
But shit man they so soft
Let's go
Fuck your feelings (Little bitch)
That's what I'm saying
Don't give a fuck
Who you are
I'm just slaying
Hey (Woah yeah)
I ain't playing no more games
I ain't fuckin with you lames
I'm just coming for the crown
Hey (Gimme that)
Yeah all you haters gonna drown
In your own fuckin tears (Let me get that shit)
Yeah I've got no fears
Hey yeah
In my own lane shifting gears
Never slowin down man
Not for a couple years (No way)
Hey yeah
But really prolly never man
Not till I'm in the fuckin ground
Man that's the only way
You gonna stop me
Hey yeah
Just keep a frown
Hey yeah
I'ma keep this crown (Yeah little bitch)
Hope you fuckin drown
Hey yeah let's go woah
Been jottin lessons down
On pen and paper
But now I'm dashing
From the lies (Fake ass bitch aye)
I was caught up in the dark yeah
But now the big picture is
In my motherfuckin eyes (Aye)
Yeah it's game 7 crunch time (Woah)
Yeah Grizzy is the closing pitcher (Okay)
Ice flowing through my veins
Swagger shining in the rain (Let's go)
I'm out to prove a point
Wash your feelings down the drain
Fuck your feelings (Little bitch)
That's what I'm saying
Don't give a fuck
Who you are
I'm just slaying
Hey (Woah yeah)
I ain't playing no more games
I ain't fuckin with you lames
I'm just coming for the crown
Hey (Gimme that)
Yeah all you haters gonna drown
In your own fuckin tears (Let me get that shit)
Yeah I've got no fears
Hey yeah
Chillin like a big villain
Rollin up
Smoke in the air
Like motherfuckin catch a feeling (Oowee)
Aye yeah don't let me catch ya stealin
Motherfuckin steel to your motherfuckin dome
Hey yeah
Click clack pull the trigger
Double tap never see you again (Bye bye)
Motherfucker yeah hey woah
Where's that crown
I'm coming for it (Where it at yeah)
Where's your king
I'm coming for him (Where he at hoe)
Where's that crown
I'm coming for it (Where it at yeah)
Where's your king
I'm coming for him (Where ya at trick)
Hey yeah
Gonna slay that motherfucker to the ground
Yeah (Bye bye) woah hey
Yeah gonna slay that motherfucker
Don't give a fuck yeah
Going for the king
Yeah coming for the top
Aye (Never gonna stop woah)
Woah yeah
Never gonna slow down
Wide Open
Till we hit the motherfuckin grave
Yeah woah
Where's that crown
I'm coming for it
Where's that king
I'm coming for him
Where's the crown
I'm coming for it
Where's the king
I'm coming for him
Fuck your feelings (Little bitch)
That's what I'm saying
Don't give a fuck
Who you are
I'm just slaying
Hey (Woah yeah)
I ain't playing no more games
I ain't fuckin with you lames
I'm just coming for the crown
Hey (Gimme that)
Yeah all you haters gonna drown
In your own fuckin tears (Let me get that shit)
Yeah I've got no fears
Hey yeah (Little bitch)
Haha
In this bitch you already know
Man it makes me laugh
Man all these motherfuckers
They try to act hard
But shit man they so soft
Let's go
Fuck your feelings (Little bitch)
That's what I'm saying
Don't give a fuck
Who you are
I'm just slaying
Hey (Woah yeah)
I ain't playing no more games
I ain't fuckin with you lames
I'm just coming for the crown
Hey (Gimme that)
Yeah all you haters gonna drown
In your own fuckin tears (Let me get that shit)
Yeah I've got no fears
Hey yeah
In my own lane shifting gears
Never slowin down man
Not for a couple years (No way)
Hey yeah
But really prolly never man
Not till I'm in the fuckin ground
Man that's the only way
You gonna stop me
Hey yeah
Just keep a frown
Hey yeah
I'ma keep this crown (Yeah little bitch)
Hope you fuckin drown
Hey yeah let's go woah
Been jottin lessons down
On pen and paper
But now I'm dashing
From the lies (Fake ass bitch aye)
I was caught up in the dark yeah
But now the big picture is
In my motherfuckin eyes (Aye)
Yeah it's game 7 crunch time (Woah)
Yeah Grizzy is the closing pitcher (Okay)
Ice flowing through my veins
Swagger shining in the rain (Let's go)
I'm out to prove a point
Wash your feelings down the drain
Fuck your feelings (Little bitch)
That's what I'm saying
Don't give a fuck
Who you are
I'm just slaying
Hey (Woah yeah)
I ain't playing no more games
I ain't fuckin with you lames
I'm just coming for the crown
Hey (Gimme that)
Yeah all you haters gonna drown
In your own fuckin tears (Let me get that shit)
Yeah I've got no fears
Hey yeah
Chillin like a big villain
Rollin up
Smoke in the air
Like motherfuckin catch a feeling (Oowee)
Aye yeah don't let me catch ya stealin
Motherfuckin steel to your motherfuckin dome
Hey yeah
Click clack pull the trigger
Double tap never see you again (Bye bye)
Motherfucker yeah hey woah
Where's that crown
I'm coming for it (Where it at yeah)
Where's your king
I'm coming for him (Where he at hoe)
Where's that crown
I'm coming for it (Where it at yeah)
Where's your king
I'm coming for him (Where ya at trick)
Hey yeah
Gonna slay that motherfucker to the ground
Yeah (Bye bye) woah hey
Yeah gonna slay that motherfucker
Don't give a fuck yeah
Going for the king
Yeah coming for the top
Aye (Never gonna stop woah)
Woah yeah
Never gonna slow down
Wide Open
Till we hit the motherfuckin grave
Yeah woah
Where's that crown
I'm coming for it
Where's that king
I'm coming for him
Where's the crown
I'm coming for it
Where's the king
I'm coming for him
Fuck your feelings (Little bitch)
That's what I'm saying
Don't give a fuck
Who you are
I'm just slaying
Hey (Woah yeah)
I ain't playing no more games
I ain't fuckin with you lames
I'm just coming for the crown
Hey (Gimme that)
Yeah all you haters gonna drown
In your own fuckin tears (Let me get that shit)
Yeah I've got no fears
Hey yeah (Little bitch)
Haha
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