F.U. (Live)

Fuck it two tears in a bucket
Even all alone I'm a force you shouldn't fuck with
Heard it thru the vine that the force is who you fuck with
Dats cool big dude I guess you six nine too
Yeah and you know kong fu
Chill God I know the force too
Difference is id have a gun an badge
On payroll getting overtime
I'm not the type to do the crime an tell on mine
End of days you know the times
Sticks and stones will break ya bones right
But words can mean ah hundred years
That'll give a pussy bitch ah hundred fears
Yeah I'm still out here hunting bucks
Slip and throw them horns up
I'm exercising exorcists you wanna be next lil bitch

Ah ha
I'm getting money
Yeah
I'm getting money
Ah ha
I'm getting money
Money time
I'm out here getting money
Ah ha
I'm getting money
Yeah
I'm getting money
Ah ha
I'm getting money
Money time
I'm out here getting money

Fuck your talking points parakeet
Close your beak can't compare to me
No pair for me
No pairing knive
I clean the beef
Dog in me still loves da bone you see
She calls me just to make her moan
I make her wait if she ain't pay
I was broke I had to make a way
My elders paved a way
I grabbed a plate and said my grace
How dare a nigga play
I was talking love
He was screaming he aint need it
Called himself a thug
Now it's bloody he anemic
Weak bitch fainting at the sight
That's mighty squeamish
Called himself Real
Hell naw I'm not agreeing
Timbs and fatigues with the brown and the green in them
So many red dots the boy swear he had measles
Fair time time to whack a weasel
Rolling up again
Cause the shit he brought was weak son

Ah ha
I'm getting money
Yeah
I'm getting money
Ah ha
I'm getting money
Money time
I'm out here getting money
Ah ha
I'm getting money
Yeah
I'm getting money
Ah ha
I'm getting money
Money time
I'm out here getting money

Do it one time an they gone call dat shit a fluke
Do it two times they gone want to do it two
Do it three times they gone call you the truth
That's what this third verse be
Bust a move
I'll buss at you hit your ass in you busted tooth
Ya girl say when you sweat you smell like a buster do
I took a shot an beat the buzzer dude
Yea she's not untouchable
Your not a lucky dude
Fuck a lucky move you should probably up an move
If you lover dude
Keep cool you don't wanna lose your brain over muffin top
We are not the same
I been out here stuffin blocks
Like merry christmas pops
He gone feed his pups
They gone ask me is it tuff
I'm gone tell yup
Yup yup we gone get it up

Ah ha
I'm getting money
Yeah
I'm getting money
Ah ha
I'm getting money
Money time
I'm out here getting money
Ah ha
I'm getting money
Yeah
I'm getting money
Ah ha
I'm getting money
Money time
I'm out here getting money



Credits
Writer(s): Tobias Platts Ii
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