F**k You! (feat. Ciscaux)

Jeff, Jeff Jeff, Jeff Jeff, Jeff Donnie Katana (run) Tell that bitch, "Fuck you, oh shit, go die" Bad bitch, she sucking dick and now she all up on my line I don't trust you, fake friends telling lies Like, why you always playing? (ay, yuh) Gotta cut off all my ties (ay) I'm pulling up in my letterman Bad little bitch, she so heaven-sent Got a strap and you temptin' it (ay, yo) Got that guap make that cheddar spin I get the bag, and I get again Tell me, who is you better than? Making racks on my sentences That's why I'm feeling excellent Tell that bitch, "Fuck you, oh shit, go die" (Jeff, Jeff) Bad bitch, she sucking dick and now she all up on my line (Jeff, jeff) I don't trust you, fake friends telling lies Like, why you always playing? (ay) Gotta cut off all my ties I said, "Boy, I makе that blocka rock" You talk a lot, this nina make your body drop Mix soda with the quality wock' My bitch in love with molly rock I spent 15 on the Fendi, Prada You ain't running up on nada Bounce that shit like Kaytranada Bend it over like she a comma She let me bend her, no fender Her boyfriend mad, he got temper No heater under my sweater So knock him out like McGregor We on that 9-1-1, no reno, uh Defcon five, no kino, uh Brand new Benz, no repo Why they looking through the peephole? Yeah, like, I'm with 1nonly, yeah, we came for the blue strips Fuck boy really want beef with his Ruth Chris Ruthless, covered in hundreds, yeah that's the blueprint Shawty said she loves me, but I know that she is judas Tell that bitch, "Fuck you, oh shit, go die" (Jeff, Jeff) Bad bitch, she sucking dick and now she all up on my line (Jeff, jeff) I don't trust you, fake friends telling lies Like, why you always playing? (ay) Gotta cut off all my ties Tell that bitch, "Fuck you, oh shit, go die" (Jeff, Jeff) Bad bitch, she sucking dick and now she all up on my line (Jeff, jeff) I don't trust you, fake friends telling lies Like, why you always playing? (ay) Gotta cut off all my ties Bitch (the world is yours)