F U 2x

Yeah, e'rybody with me got motion, yeah, moshpit, Baby, open it up Five in the mornin', open the club (let's go), ran outta ones, so I'm throwin' a dub (fuckin' it up) Clean as a whistle, straight from the mud (real mud) She know she a dime, but I treat her like a dub Went around the world, all I needed was a buzz (oh, yeah) Tryna hang with us, you gon' have to have a plug Question of the day, do I still sell drugs? (Do what?) Yeah-yeah, motherfucker, what you want? Pull up I done had the baddest of the baddest put up (okay) Every time I take a picture, throw the hood up (on God) Every time it time to handle bidness, stood up (stacked) Nigga think he runnin' off with mine, good luck She know she the one, but I barely even call (yeah) Fake good bitch, so I treat her like a dog All fly shit, you won't catch her in the mall Real dream team, each set huggin' ball 20 foreign cars, I ain't never gotta walk Billionaire dollar lawyer, I ain't never gotta talk Streets love me, ain't never fallin' off Bought a Cartier bracelet, she don't never take 'em off Claim to be a player, but I fucked your wife (ooh) You ain't nothin' to a real hitter, fuck your life (lil' boy) All she want, a young nigga to fuck her right (oh, yeah) Middle fingers in the air, fuck ya twice (oh, yeah) Middle fingers in the air, fuck ya twice (oh, yeah) Middle fingers in the air, fuck ya twice (oh, yeah, oh, yeah) Yeah, all money and no emotion, yeah (yes, sir) "Can't be fucked with," my slogan, yeah (yes, sir) Trap house bunkin', that's brodie (that's brodie), yeah Make another hunnid, I'm focused (I'm focused), yeah Shawty rockin' with me, she a whole pack White shit, thick like Doja Cat Fuckin' up the money, you wrong for that (stupid) Comin' through trim, we known for that (I do it) You don't know another nigga like this (like this) I ain't fuckin' with these bitches, fell back, they weird Top tier women, I done had 'em on film (I tried) My brothers my brothers, I don't got no family (family) Ridin' 'round the city with a chop' and a fin Cross that line, shit, not gon' end (I ain't lyin') I done T'd up, took my first lil' ten She was ridin' in the Uber 'til I put her in the Benz (big dawg) Real livin' legend, I had million dollar spots (you want) Cocaine water, bakin' soda in the spot (whip up) Whole lotta pounds, we ain't never runnin' out Goin' Baby land crazy, six thousand a pop (come trim) A whole lotta hatin', niggas hopin' that you flop Ol' broke-ass nigga, you need to go and get a job (broke) Knowin' that your bitches start workin' with the cops (ain't stop) Talkin' to these bitches, it's the reason he got robbed Claim to be a player, but I fucked your wife (ooh) You ain't nothin' to a real hitter, fuck your life (lil' boy) All she want, a young nigga to fuck her right (oh, yeah) Middle fingers in the air, fuck ya twice (oh, yeah) Middle fingers in the air, fuck ya twice (oh, yeah) Middle fingers in the air, fuck ya twice (oh, yeah, oh, yeah) Fuck ya twice, P I tell ya (hahaha), tell ya