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Fuq U
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Fuq U was released on April 18, 2020 by equallyopposite as a part of the album 2 Little 2 Know Fame
April 18, 2020
Labelequallyopposite
LanguageEnglish
BPM97
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy

Lyrics

Why?
Fuck you
And you, and you, and you
And you, you, and you
Fuck you
Listen to me, huh
I came in the bitch, watch where the harpoon
Setting flames with a fist bump when it's hostile
I aim at the bitch boy with the fuck you
I (I), I fuck you
Insane when I see stars in the dungeon
With a range and a need, boy, I get a run-through
Maintain vigilance, watch who you talk to
I (I), I fuck you
I came in the bitch, watch where the harpoon
Setting flames with a fist bump when it's hostile
I aim at the bitch boy with the fuck you
I (I), I fuck you
Insane when I see stars in the dungeon
Wanna range and a need, boy, I get a run through
Maintain vigilance, watch who you talk to
I (I), I fuck you
I got one mouth, one brain, two eyes, two ears, two balls
Choose my own fate, my way, move like a U-Haul
What am I supposed to do? Take shit from you all? (Hell no)
Fuck that, bitch, I'm finna bust back
Look at that sack, come with a baseball bat in fact
Nobody want that bat to back
You said you want the Zach Attack
Yaki, yaki, yaki, ah
How 'bout I act so sakis, ah
Somebody call me papi, ah
Yaki in a baggy, oof, gross
We be on the other shit, the reason why we do the most
Smoking weed overseas, coming from the East Coast
We dope (we dope) even though we broke
But we got it if you ever need more
Trying to dig, we need more?
We was 'bout to see shows
Selling seashells, tryna see the shows
Something sound like "ee-oh" (ee-oh)
Nothing like it, we know
Blow that more everywhere that we go
Gonna make the beat dough
Mr. Parker dropping balls on your ass
In a mind real dirty in a car full of trash (I'm dirty)
Chilling in a dump truck (chilling)
Jays getting twisted, getting fucked up
I came in the bitch, watch where the harpoon
Setting flames with a fist bump when it's hostile
I aim at the bitch boy with the fuck you
I (I), I fuck you
Insane when I see stars in the dungeon
With a range and a need, boy, I get a run-through
Maintain vigilance, watch who you talk to
I (I), I fuck you
Grew up in the middle of the jungle
Concrete, stomp feet, another baby rubble
I juggle with the struggle with appearance of a muggle
To a god, I'm put together if you piece me in this puzzle
Junk food, fuck you, I'ma snatch your lunch, goon
Dreaming of the pooty tang, sling my tongue, she come through
I Uzi 'em, taking off around noon
Making it 'til midnight, fly as fucking Gundam wings
Shit, sign off on the check
I'm signing off right here because you're earning my respect
Now snatch that bat, survival of the fast, uh
Hungry little tummy, fury else for the scraps
Backpack, drag my sacks, set a trap, fuck a rat, uh
Stone 'em and Medusa with the dreads 'round my neck
Sit back, whip it fast, drift, drag racing ass, uh
Got elastic ass, had it bad in the past
So I pull up, I shoot up like Harden for the three
Miss more than what I bargained for, I'm making wannabes
Approve of the usage of this academy, uh
Izuku Midoriya, smash her on her knees like, uh
Yeah, wait, so
Wait, yeah
Wait, yes
Fuck you
Listen to me, huh
I came in the bitch, watch where the harpoon
Setting flames with a fist bump when it's hostile
I aim at the bitch boy with the fuck you
I (I), I fuck you
Insane when I see stars in the dungeon
With a range and a need, boy, I get a run-through
Maintain vigilance, watch who you talk to
I (I), I fuck you
I came in the bitch, watch where the harpoon
Setting flames with a fist bump when it's hostile
I aim at the bitch boy with the fuck you
I (I), I fuck you
Insane when I see stars in the dungeon
With a range and a need, boy, I get a run-through
Maintain vigilance, watch who you talk to
I (I), I fuck you
Written by: Lamar Gordon, Zachary Mcmullen
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