Fuk You Mean
I wasn't sure what you wanted
So I gave you everything I had
I wasn't sure what you needed, mm-mm
So I gave up everything I had
Yea, like fuck you mean?
I bought you diamonds and all of the things you wanted like fuck you mean
I bought you Gucci and Pucci, Chanel and Bottega
Like fuck you mean
I bought you all the things that you wanted, like bitch, don't fuck with me
Bitch, don't fuck with me, bitch, don't fuck with me
Don't fuck up my vibe, don't fuck up my vibe, don't fuck up my vibe
Don't fuck up my vibe, don't fuck up my vibe, don't fuck up my vibe
Don't fuck up my vibe, don't fuck up my vibe, don't fuck up my vibe
Don't fuck up my vibe, bitch, like fuck you mean?
'Cause I gave up everything I had
Like bitch don't fuck with me
Everything I had, gave you everything
Everything I had, gave you
Everything I had, gave you everything
Gave you everything I had
I bet the mall ain't enough, bags ain't enough, Paris ain't enough, huh?
I took you shopping, bought you all kind of shit that make your best friend wanna fuck
I took you overseas, bought you plenty things, Cartier rings and them buffs
I did the kind of things make you proud of me and turned a good girl to a slut
You've got it bad, tryna make your ex nigga mad
But girl I'm your ex nigga like "What the fuck?", can't go out sad
Oh, you tryna pop tags? Want a nigga to drop a bag?
Like what the fuck? Got me fucked up
Girl, I ain't your dad (yeah)
Like fuck you mean?
I bought you diamonds and all of the things you wanted, like fuck you mean
I bought you Gucci and Pucci, Chanel and Bottega
Like fuck you mean
I bought you all the things that you wanted like bitch don't fuck with me
Bitch, don't fuck with me, bitch, don't fuck with me
Don't fuck up my vibe, don't fuck up my vibe, don't fuck up my vibe
Don't fuck up my vibe, don't fuck up my vibe, don't fuck up my vibe
Don't fuck up my vibe, don't fuck up my vibe, don't fuck up my vibe
Don't fuck up my vibe, bitch, like fuck you mean?
'Cause I gave up everything I had
Like bitch don't fuck with me
Everything I had, gave you everything
Everything I had, gave you
Everything I had, gave you everything
Gave you everything I had
So I gave you everything I had
I wasn't sure what you needed, mm-mm
So I gave up everything I had
Yea, like fuck you mean?
I bought you diamonds and all of the things you wanted like fuck you mean
I bought you Gucci and Pucci, Chanel and Bottega
Like fuck you mean
I bought you all the things that you wanted, like bitch, don't fuck with me
Bitch, don't fuck with me, bitch, don't fuck with me
Don't fuck up my vibe, don't fuck up my vibe, don't fuck up my vibe
Don't fuck up my vibe, don't fuck up my vibe, don't fuck up my vibe
Don't fuck up my vibe, don't fuck up my vibe, don't fuck up my vibe
Don't fuck up my vibe, bitch, like fuck you mean?
'Cause I gave up everything I had
Like bitch don't fuck with me
Everything I had, gave you everything
Everything I had, gave you
Everything I had, gave you everything
Gave you everything I had
I bet the mall ain't enough, bags ain't enough, Paris ain't enough, huh?
I took you shopping, bought you all kind of shit that make your best friend wanna fuck
I took you overseas, bought you plenty things, Cartier rings and them buffs
I did the kind of things make you proud of me and turned a good girl to a slut
You've got it bad, tryna make your ex nigga mad
But girl I'm your ex nigga like "What the fuck?", can't go out sad
Oh, you tryna pop tags? Want a nigga to drop a bag?
Like what the fuck? Got me fucked up
Girl, I ain't your dad (yeah)
Like fuck you mean?
I bought you diamonds and all of the things you wanted, like fuck you mean
I bought you Gucci and Pucci, Chanel and Bottega
Like fuck you mean
I bought you all the things that you wanted like bitch don't fuck with me
Bitch, don't fuck with me, bitch, don't fuck with me
Don't fuck up my vibe, don't fuck up my vibe, don't fuck up my vibe
Don't fuck up my vibe, don't fuck up my vibe, don't fuck up my vibe
Don't fuck up my vibe, don't fuck up my vibe, don't fuck up my vibe
Don't fuck up my vibe, bitch, like fuck you mean?
'Cause I gave up everything I had
Like bitch don't fuck with me
Everything I had, gave you everything
Everything I had, gave you
Everything I had, gave you everything
Gave you everything I had
Credits
Writer(s): Naujour Lazier Grainger, Luka Berman, Reginald Pierre Joury
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