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4. FCK U X2 Featuring Future, Rvssian (Official Audio)
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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Rauw Alejandro
Rauw Alejandro
Vocals
Rvssian
Rvssian
Vocals
Future
Future
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Andrew Green
Andrew Green
Songwriter
Oswaldo Rangel
Oswaldo Rangel
Songwriter
Jorge A. Diaz Rodríguez
Jorge A. Diaz Rodríguez
Songwriter
Kevin Thomas
Kevin Thomas
Songwriter
Lance Eric Shipp
Lance Eric Shipp
Songwriter
Rachael Kennedy
Rachael Kennedy
Songwriter
Donny Flores
Donny Flores
Songwriter
Jorge E. Pizarro
Jorge E. Pizarro
Songwriter
Nathalia Marshall
Nathalia Marshall
Songwriter
Nayvadius Wilburn
Nayvadius Wilburn
Songwriter
Raúl Alejandro Ocasio Ruiz
Raúl Alejandro Ocasio Ruiz
Songwriter
Tarik Johnston
Tarik Johnston
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Rvssian
Rvssian
Producer
Donny Flores
Donny Flores
Producer
Marío Dunwell
Marío Dunwell
Mixing Engineer
José M. Collazo "Colla"
José M. Collazo "Colla"
Mastering Engineer
Eric "Duars" Pérez
Eric "Duars" Pérez
Executive Producer
Kenobi Sensei
Kenobi Sensei
Recording Engineer

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Hey, Rvssian Pa' estar contigo me quedo solia'o Mejor así que mal acompaña'o Fiel a mi blunt que me tiene arrebata'o Con mi ganga activa'o Cazando en la disco Y tú con gente que nunca había visto Pa' darme celo' y matarme sin pistol De to' tus show te merece' un soldout Quédate por tu la'o, eh (Ey, Ra-Rauw) So, llevo mucho rato perdiendo, ahora voy a jugar pa' mí (Yeah) En verda' Everybody switchin' sides, only I can rely on me Pero que el joseo, el time nunca se acabe Que la cuenta 'e recibir dinero nunca pare Que no me quiera una no importa, si en to' lugare' (Ey) Toa' se mueren pa' que le' cuente sus lunare' (¡Yah!) Y no me busque', que no te quiero ver (No te quiero ver) Y no me llore', que yo no vo'a volver (No vo'a volver) No tiene sentido estar otra vez (Ey) El dolor se te va si aprende' de él (¡Yah!) Pa' estar contigo me quedo solia'o (Solia'o) Mejor así que mal acompaña'o (Mal acompaña'o) Fiel a mi blunt que me tiene arrebata'o Con mi ganga activa'o (¿Qué?) Cazando en la disco (Uh-uh) Y tú con gente que nunca había visto (No) Pa' darme celo' y matarme sin pistol (Yeah) De to' tus show te merece' un soldout, quédate por tu la'o, eh Ayo, Rvssian You a space cadet with this one I learned the game from the block Might get a drop on an opp, then I'm fuckin' his ho This ain't no regular car Jump in the one with the stars, it's clouded with dope Ain't no more room for a transport, I put 'em hips on a Lambo If I got two vibes, you on both They take it off comin' through the door Somewhere with a pretty bitch doin' coke Take the saddity bitch and hit her throat I'm wearin' Marni, it's not in the store High-price fashion, I do it the most Too many bags, can't fit in the Ghost Shorty a rider, I keep her on the low Talked to the guys, I'm lettin' her go Choosin' a side, it's friends or foes She know I gotta keep more than one 'cause a nigga toxic She know these bad bitches come insane and I'm the topic She know I pick her up in the truck, then she gotta mop me She know I gotta be in agreement to get her a new body She know I'll give a bitch if we ain't get one with a new body She know she gotta be one of the ones for me She come through the lobby I cut bitches off for thinkin' they my wifey Put a bitch in uniform, especially if she a hottie Audemars the uniform, especially if she a hottie Bigger than Ralph Lauren, my white coupe exotic, yeah I drop a bag on her, look just like a robbery, yeah The way I got the money thunderin' They gon' think I'm on molly, yeah We like the first ones, that took the jet out to Abu Dhabi, yeah I'm goin' adiós with some rich, rich Venezuelans I can't think about you when I'm gone 'Cause I really made these bitches Let you have your way a lil bit, can't get in my way, lil' bitch I learned the game from the block Might get a drop on a opp, then I'm fuckin' his hoe This ain't no regular car Jump in the one with the stars, it's clouded with dope Ain't no more room for a transport, I put 'em hips on a Lambo If I got two vibes, you on both They take it off comin' through the door Somewhere with a pretty bitch doin' coke Take the saddity bitch and hit her throat I'm wearin' Marni, it's not in the store High-price fashion, I do it the most Too many bags, can't fit in the Ghost Shorty a rider, I keep her on the low Talked to the guys, I'm lettin' her go Every single night I remember you callin' out my name All I was tryin' to do Was put a smile on your face (Don't be a saint, don't be a saint) Takin' my guilty conscious (I would've been blind, I'd have been in the sanctuary) Takin' it out on you (Money long, ain't goin' nowhere, baby) Send me this complicated It's drivin' me crazy, crazy, I know Every single day (Day) I show you the real me (Real me, real me) I show you the real me (Real me, real me, real me)
Writer(s): Oswaldo Jose Rangel, Jorge E. Pizarro, Raul Alejandro Ocasio Ruiz, Andrew Green, Kevin Richard Thomas, Nathalia Marshall, Lance Eric Shipp, Rachael Kennedy, Donny Flores, Tarik Luke Johnston, Alvaro Diaz, Nayvadius Wilburn Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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