No Fucc Boy sh*t lyrics

[Intro]
Oh my God
Keyboard and Swag Toof bout to blow your b*tch ass wig off
This ain't No Fucc Boy sh*t
God damn Swag Toof tell these waffle boys about the wig

[Ouija]
My wig, My wig, My wig we counting money oh my god
Ain't none of these pus*y boys gon' take it from me oh my god
You laughing at this sh*t you think its funny oh my god
Until he snap and run up with that gun like oh my god
My wig
My, My wig
Toof Gang done split my wig
My wig
My, My wig
My wig No Fucc Boy sh*t (x2) go!

[Choirboy]
No Fucc Boy sh*t, No Fucc Boy sh*t
This ain't No Fucc Boy sh*t
No Fucc Boy sh*t
You f*ck boy b*tch this ain't no fucc boy sh*t

[Ouija]
Keyboard that my wig
Choirboy that my wig
You f*ck around with my wig my wig Imma split yo f*cking wig
He grimy boy you slimy boy
We (?)
My squad playing that (?) and that rogaine (?)
Now toof gang count that money my god
Sling that crack like (?) my god
(?)
My cup like oh my god
Yo click soft like putty my god
(?)
Pull up pull up pull up
I'm on business whippin work up got the hook up in my dash boi
See my city kicking dirt up
Partner look up
(?)
You was balling then you woke up
Don't concern us bro no beefing turn your rip into a furnace
[Iceberg]
Talking sh*t like you gon' beef with me
Boy you really won't leave peacefully
None of my dogs ain't got no leashes b
You gonna pick your face up where the pieces be
I don't want no fake peace with me b
Finesse that b*tch so easily
So easily

[Ouija]
My wig, My wig, My wig we counting money oh my god
Ain't none of these pus*y boys gon' take it from me oh my god
You laughing at this sh*t you think its funny oh my god
Until he snap and run up with that gun like oh my god
My wig
My, My wig
Toof Gang done split my wig
My wig
My, My wig
My wig No Fucc Boy sh*t (x2) go!

[Choirboy]
No Fucc Boy sh*t, No Fucc Boy sh*t
This ain't No Fucc Boy sh*t
No Fucc Boy sh*t
You f*ck boy b*tch this ain't no fucc boy sh*t
[Verse: Choirboy]
Nah nah this ain't for the (?)
This that pourin up and the toof gang see midwest Harlem (?) shoelace
Look like (?)
Sipping on brown b*tches (?)
(?) too late
Try to come through the backdoor
Or (?) as*h*le
If we diggin on dirt get a backho
If y'all mess with the click this ya last (?)
(?)
We comin' at your wig
You ain't real boy you just be practicing
Homeboy this accuracy just wait til we pull up
Tired of that bullsh*t that they pull up
With the mob on the job (oh my god)
When we come through with the squad (oh my god)

[Ouija]
My wig, My wig, My wig we counting money oh my god
Ain't none of these pus*y boys gon' take it from me oh my god
You laughing at this sh*t you think its funny oh my god
Until he snap and run up with that gun like oh my god
My wig
My, My wig
Toof Gang done split my wig
My wig
My, My wig
My wig No Fucc Boy sh*t (x2) go!
[Choirboy]
No Fucc Boy sh*t, No Fucc Boy sh*t
This ain't No Fucc Boy sh*t
No Fucc Boy sh*t
You f*ck boy b*tch this ain't no fucc boy sh*t

[Outro]
God damn Gah Gah God damn
God damn son that was way too much heat
Now its time to drool out
Get your insents and all your special herbs read
Cuddle up with yo b*tch and smoke something
The boys bout to take you to (?) with this one