Fuk You Mean

Yeah
I aint even really know how to come on this bitch
But im like fuck it
Mhm
Its me again

Stayin up on my toes keeping eye closed can't put none past a Nigga
9 times outta 10 if I ask he'll fib, I aint even gon ask the nigga
I Got rid of my hos, and replaced em with gold I done got a lil jazzy with it
I aint tryna make friends, really tryna meet ends I aint even gon dab a nigga

Fuck you

Aint my fault you don't level with me
Can't compete, you don't even compare
Bitches itch to be better than me
Wink wink you aint nowhere near it
You won't hear me on a song with a bitch
It ain even bout shit, she scary
And I'm certain it's more of a threat. So the price for them hos might vary

Yeah I keep it low as a tide, so please keep it low and be quiet
If we fucking no talking, I'm feeling this shit so I hope you dont ruin the vibe
We done Parked by the beach with the windows on black
They don't know what we doin inside
We been havin our way staying out of way they like damn what they do on the side

Yeah It could be a thousand bitches doing what I do, and I aint even gon sweat it
Oh and I seen ya bitch the other day n reminded her she could do a whole lot better
Your lil shawty insisted we get a lil tipsy n I could probably roll out w her
After that I kick rocks, I dont want what you got shit thats your thot you hit her

And she thinking I'm guaranteed money, shawty got the wrong idea
She tryna make plans after sex, but this as far as I see her
I got blunts full of gas, and a full glass thats all I feel
And I ain gon beg a Nigga to be a hundred with me if his blood aint real

Mhm

I done picked me up another purpose, so the grind this time a lil different
If it ever came down to it nigga, I wouldn't think twice to get risky
Stuff 4.5 in a thick leaf, put a couple rocks on some whiskey
And if we aint talking bout me then I'm blind to anybody up against me

Fuk you mean
Fuk you mean
Fuk you mean
Fuk you mean

Fuk you mean