F**k You (feat. Chii)
I ain't got time for a hating ass nigga
I ain't fucking with a lame ass bitch like you
I can't even vibe
I could feel a couple eyes
But in the end I just think to my self
Fuck you
Fuck you
Fuck you
Fuck you
Fuck you
Fuck you
Fuck you
Fuck you
I got two fucks to give
But I got no fucks to lose
And even if I did I wouldn't give them out
Lame ass nigga keep my name out your mouth
Wash it out
Type of nigga get some head
Then walk it out
Woke up this morning made some money for no reason
Dick in her throat
But she still breathing
Fruit of the loom like the garden of Edin
You are what you eat
She said watch what you eating
Had talks with the deacon
He told me setup my demons
Put Bass on that bitch and say fuck you thinking
I can't give a fuck about no bull shit
I finger fuck the Nina make the whole thing split
I ain't got time for a hating ass nigga
I ain't fucking with a lame ass bitch like you
I can't even vibe
I could feel a couple eyes
But in the end I just think to my self
Fuck you
Fuck you
Fuck you
Fuck you
Fuck you
Fuck you
Fuck you
Fuck you
If I get left
I'm a get right
I got rounds in this chop fuck you let's have a big fight
Knock his lights out take his bitch and have a lit night
You would of thought that pussy check my blood pressure way it grip tight
Big night
I'm high off heights
Gone be a long night
Hating ass nigga really mad cause the song nice
No stripes
Broke ass bitch want a show right
Still give the clips to chicks with it sewed right
I roll dice
Gamble with hearts
Cause mine cold ice
Got froze twice
Like I was fry
But I know life
Got no type
Sike I love money and gold bright
I'm the new weather man she said you making it snow light
Niggas weight watching
Pussy still popping
Told her ass she better pick something
I got big options
Little shawty giving big noggin
I got shit rocking
I ain't falling for no basic bitch
They be dick hopping
I ain't got time for a hating ass nigga
I ain't fucking with a lame ass bitch like you
I can't even vibe
I could feel a couple eyes
But in the end I just think to my self
Fuck you
Fuck you
Fuck you
Fuck you
Fuck you
Fuck you
Fuck you
Fuck you
I ain't fucking with a lame ass bitch like you
I can't even vibe
I could feel a couple eyes
But in the end I just think to my self
Fuck you
Fuck you
Fuck you
Fuck you
Fuck you
Fuck you
Fuck you
Fuck you
I got two fucks to give
But I got no fucks to lose
And even if I did I wouldn't give them out
Lame ass nigga keep my name out your mouth
Wash it out
Type of nigga get some head
Then walk it out
Woke up this morning made some money for no reason
Dick in her throat
But she still breathing
Fruit of the loom like the garden of Edin
You are what you eat
She said watch what you eating
Had talks with the deacon
He told me setup my demons
Put Bass on that bitch and say fuck you thinking
I can't give a fuck about no bull shit
I finger fuck the Nina make the whole thing split
I ain't got time for a hating ass nigga
I ain't fucking with a lame ass bitch like you
I can't even vibe
I could feel a couple eyes
But in the end I just think to my self
Fuck you
Fuck you
Fuck you
Fuck you
Fuck you
Fuck you
Fuck you
Fuck you
If I get left
I'm a get right
I got rounds in this chop fuck you let's have a big fight
Knock his lights out take his bitch and have a lit night
You would of thought that pussy check my blood pressure way it grip tight
Big night
I'm high off heights
Gone be a long night
Hating ass nigga really mad cause the song nice
No stripes
Broke ass bitch want a show right
Still give the clips to chicks with it sewed right
I roll dice
Gamble with hearts
Cause mine cold ice
Got froze twice
Like I was fry
But I know life
Got no type
Sike I love money and gold bright
I'm the new weather man she said you making it snow light
Niggas weight watching
Pussy still popping
Told her ass she better pick something
I got big options
Little shawty giving big noggin
I got shit rocking
I ain't falling for no basic bitch
They be dick hopping
I ain't got time for a hating ass nigga
I ain't fucking with a lame ass bitch like you
I can't even vibe
I could feel a couple eyes
But in the end I just think to my self
Fuck you
Fuck you
Fuck you
Fuck you
Fuck you
Fuck you
Fuck you
Fuck you
Credits
Writer(s): Maeceo Davis
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