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F**k Yo' Set
2,504
Hip-Hop
F**k Yo' Set was released on June 9, 2023 by Closed Sessions as a part of the album F**k Yo Set - Single
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Release DateJune 9, 2023
LabelClosed Sessions
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM80

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
DJ Rude One
DJ Rude One
Performer
RXKNephew
RXKNephew
Performer
Christopher Kevon Williams
Christopher Kevon Williams
Rap
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Rick Feltes
Rick Feltes
Songwriter
Christopher Kevon Williams
Christopher Kevon Williams
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
DJ Rude One
DJ Rude One
Producer
Aidan Sigel-Bruse
Aidan Sigel-Bruse
Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

Yeah
Fuck your set ****
Fuck your gang ****
Yeah
Fuck your hood ****
Fuck your set ****
Fuck your hood boy
Broke as shit boy, pocket look like akeyloid
I jump out punch you out feel like I'm pee Roy
You run around getting underpaid with three boys
Fuck your set **** ****
I'm a whole black air force
You a black and mild ****, **** on this bitch porch
Smoking the wine black she told him
Take His shoes off smoke outside, cause He kid trapped
I should fire you **** on my taxes
Fuck your set you ain't in my bracket
Hollow point turned o.g into Aladdin
You owe deuce, deuce bullet head ass ****
You owe built like fif of henny
**** how you 50 with a 12
Your boy chest
You ain't taking things
And you ain't going to barbershop for one
Shut up, you know your bitch told you come on and clean up
Shut up, **** you the one cooking on Thanksgiving for the fam
Shut up, **** I went draws
You won't won pigs
Fuck your set
I'm getting heated when it's cold out
Cocaine so goddamn strong, blowing the nose out
It's absolutely probably no reason
But I got the pull out
I'm mister nephew r.s.k beat the bowl out
Shut up
Your bitch broke, she running around with her throw out
Shut up, I had my bitch pull up, and beat your bitch up
My bitch ain't turning down no fades
Glock scream louder than d.j holiday
I really miss the Thanksgiving, on every holiday
I'm not about to get on the beat, and rap like Conway
Yeah
And I ain't standing in no club drinking no bombay
I don't want tequila or no hosay
I sold more dope than vast questions
And then dancing rodrigas
You can call me nephew Escobar
I done did so many hand to hands
My damn hand gone fall off
I dip into my pocket, rip that rubber band off
12 outside you know we having a standoff
I'm the one that take that trip put the man's on
Bitch
I've been trapping since Blackberry and Samsungs
Bitch I hug the block harder than Cameron
She talking bout a plan b she got the plan wrong
Call me mister, get it for the low, and get them gone
I'm high as hell
This top chef got me like hi on
****, fuck your set
Look a grown man in his eye, and tell him fuck your set
(Fuck your set), do you hear me? fuck your set
I beat you the fuck up **** fuck your set
Slap shit out you with a glock ****, fuck your set
Fuck your set, fuck your set, and fuck your set
Written by: Christopher Kevon Williams, Rick Feltes
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