Fxck You, Pt. 1 (feat. Young Mikey)

Let her go, wait for the bitch to pull Up to my crib and she will give me Throat
Imma reach for my smith and Wesson, imma let them bitches know
With my fucking vro, full clip wit The tec, bitch we fucking reload
Let her go, wait for the bitch to pull Up to my crib and she will give me Throat
Imma reach for my smith and Wesson, imma let them bitches know
With my fucking vro, full clip wit The tec, bitch we fucking reload

Get away, get away, get away (okay okay)
Get away from this place it's a fucking mess yeah
Get away, get away, get away from this place yeah
This place is a mess yeah
Don't let it stress ya
Gotta get away yeah, gotta get away yeah
Gotta, gotta get away yeah
Get away, get away, get away (okay okay)

Bitch gone stop it, imma pull up on a rocket
Look at these prophets
These fake ass niggas need
To go listen to ayce comet or you a target

Super duper, you're bitch saggy, she riding a scooter
Yeah bitch, they be looking for a shooter, so fast am pull up in the damn future

Every day and night
She's always on my mind okay
Always on my grind
We gone fight, you gone die today (yeah)
Keep the tec tucked (yah)
You gone get shook
Mess wit me and my gang and you will get damn slumped

Let her go, wait for the bitch to pull Up to my crib and she will give me Throat
Imma reach for my smith and Wesson, imma let them bitches know
With my fucking vro, full clip wit The tec, bitch we fucking reload
Let her go, wait for the bitch to pull Up to my crib and she will give me Throat
Imma reach for my smith and Wesson, imma let them bitches know
With my fucking vro, full clip wit The tec, bitch we fucking reload



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Writer(s): Jan Conka
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