F.T.N (Fucc Tha Net) lyrics

[Intro]
(Migo)
(Poncho)

[Verse]
You lil' dirty b*tch, it was 20K to get my teeth fixed
Steady drinkin' lean, smokin' za, b*tch, I was chiefin'
Why you actin' like a preacher? Sellin' pus*y, you a eater
Why you actin' like a diva? You got some problems, I don't need it
It's true I came from the slums, it's true I used to be a bum
Now my bank account strong and I ain't talkin' on no phone
Your OnlyFans must be runnin' out and your lies steady comin' out
You gon' lose, you better settle out
The only screws is when we nail 'em down, b*tch
That's them bodies, I don't be talkin' 'bout that sh*t
Your mental gone, b*tch, you fake like that sh*t up in your hips
You know I'm slow, ain't got no sensе
I f*cked your friend, she suckin' di*k
And whеn you speak up on my name put some respect up on my sh*t
You lil' midget-strippin' b*tch, I hit the blunt and talk my sh*t
Then why you steady goin' live? Lookin' dumb, ain't makin' sense
I'm in the stu', I'm makin' hits, Mikey Ikey brought the kick
And the b*tch can't get nothin' from me, boy, you better go ask that b*tch

[Outro]
Ayy, n*gga, ayy
Mm, ayy, mm, b*tch
Ayy, gang
Ayy, ayy, ayy