Fuk (You a Risk)

Fuk that girl
Fuk your bitch
Fuk your shit
Fuk your risk
You a risk
If you sit
With your gifts
Fuk that shit
Fuk your girl
You ain't shit
If you sit with your gifts
Fuck your probs
Fuck your pain
Fuck your sorrow

Be making moves
Then I head back to my condo
Talking bandz
That be me I'm making fresh dough
Get a piece
Till I found out she a damn hoe
Dismissed your whole case
Stupid bitch that's how the law go

I keep it facts
You need back track
See your troubles they track
That's why they still talk they smack
That's why they still on your back
You cannot slack
We all got shit on our backs
'Nd see our problems they tax

Fuk that girl
Fuk your bitch
Fuk your shit
Fuk your risk
You a risk
If you sit
With your gifts
Fuk that shit
Fuk your girl
You ain't shit
If you sit with your gifts
Fuk your probs
Fuk your pain
Fuk your sorrow

Fuk that girl
Fuk your bitch
Fuk your shit
Fuk your risk
You a risk
If you sit
With your gifts
Fuk that shit
Fuk your girl
You ain't shit
If you sit with your gifts
Fuk your probs
Fuk your pain
Fuk your sorrow



Credits
Writer(s): Javan Manjoo
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