Fucc Cuh lyrics

[Intro: 03 Greedo]
That n*gga, oh
She like "f*ck that n*gga"
(Arjay on the beat)

[Pre-Chorus: 03 Greedo]
I got on my enemigo red bottoms
Coupe came enemigo blue
Anybody KKK
b*tch, my plug my shooter too

[Chorus: 03 Greedo]
Got my lil' hottie screamin' out, "f*ck cuh"
Got my lil' hottie screamin' out, "f*ck cuh"
Pull a trick out from across the tracks
Got my hottie screamin' out, "f*ck love"
f*ck love
Screamin' out, "f*ck love"
f*ck love
Got my hottie screamin' out, "f*ck love"
f*ck cuh
She be feelin' like "f*ck that n*gga"
f*ck love, f*ck cuh
f*ck love

[Verse 1: 03 Greedo]
Throwin' up G's, she throwin' up B's
Some n*ggas bang C's, some n*ggas bang P's
Some n*ggas bang Fruits, some n*ggas bang Trees
I'm hangin' like grapes just to hit a Georgia peach, ayy, ayy
I'm like Hoover, six-oh, six-nine
I do my time
When I do my grind
Got her feelin' like "f*ck that n*gga"
Little hottie gon' bust that trigger
I-I, ayy, ayy, yeah
I make her squirt, make her spray, yeah-yeah
I'm in the turf where she lay
I'm out here makin' these plays
[Pre-Chorus: 03 Greedo]
I got on my enemigo red bottoms
Coupe came enemigo blue
Anybody KKK
b*tch, my plug my shooter too

[Chorus: 03 Greedo]
Got my lil' hottie screamin' out, "f*ck cuh"
Got my lil' hottie screamin' out, "f*ck cuh"
Pull a trick out from across the tracks
Got my hottie screamin' out, "f*ck love"
f*ck love
Screamin' out, "f*ck love"
f*ck love
Got my hottie screamin' out, "f*ck love" (Just bringin' Greedo over)
f*ck cuh
She be feelin' like "f*ck that n*gga"

[Verse 2: Ohgeesy]
Put my lil' ho in some red bottoms (Red bottoms)
Free all of my n*ggas 'cause the feds got 'em (Feds got 'em)
I don't know sh*t, n*gga, I don't know who shot 'em (Who?)
I don't know sh*t, n*gga, I don't know who shot 'em (I don't know)
She a Blood but she f*ck with them Cuzzins (Cuh)
I don't bang, but she wanna come and f*ck n*ggas (f*ck n*ggas)
Got a Backwood and you know it's stuffed, n*gga (Ayy)
Got a Backwood blunt and it's stuffed, n*gga
I want all the dough, all the crust, n*gga (Crust, n*gga)
Give me all the dope 'fore I bust n*ggas (Bah)
You wasn't with me when I had to take the bus, n*gga (Uh)
So you not comin' with now that I'm up, n*gga (Woo)
Free my n*gga Greedo out them cuffs, n*gga
Free my brodie Drakeo, that's a must, n*gga (My n*gga)
I think I need a Band-Aid, I'm too cut, n*gga
I think I need a bandana, I'm too cut, n*gga
[Outro: 03 Greedo]
Ah-ah (Arjay on the beat), I-I-I
I'm like Hoover, six-oh, six-nine
I do my shorty
When I do my grind
Got her feelin' like "f*ck that n*gga"
Little hottie gon' bust that trigger, ayy
Yeah

[Interlude]
Yeah, we started OTX
Like, OTX, it's pretty much like a family now
Long live my n*gga Josh, we love you
Joshy world forever