f*ck You lyrics

by

GXX


Wish I was dead, f*cked in the head
Sit with my gun on the edge of my bed
I want my bread, I want yo head
Leave them alive cause I love when they beg
Run from the Feds, cause n*ggas been snitchin and plottin
I'm splittin up profits Instead, Ten steps ahead
They think I don't know they watch I got eyes on the back of my head
Glock with a beam, That got a drum
Pop at yo team, Laugh how they run
I'm off the bean, Make yo b*tch c*m
Now she want me but I told her I'm done
Im out her league, I just want cash I don't need the b*tch
Keep your b*tch she's just a crumb, Run up on me?
Choppa blast turn you to pieces then turn your pieces into none
(Yuh)
Cash on deck, sippin on tech
Crackin the seal when I open it, smokin zips
Drownin in drugs just to cope with sh*t, potent sh*t
Till I can float while I'm motionless (aye)
Killin n*ggas still emotionless, blow they sh*t
Walk away like I ain't know the b*tch (uh)
n*ggas tell me I'm the goat and I'm woke and sh*t
Always ask me how I wrote this sh*t (uh)
Cause I'm the best b*tch, there ain't no question
All of you spittin that boguses (uh)
If you want tech b*tch, pull out the tech quick
Aim at yo head, put a hole in it (aye)
Pockets they all on that swollen sh*t
I'm poppin shots while you out there reloadin sh*t (yuh)
Ridin round inside a stolen whip, yo b*tch said hold me down
I told her hold the di*k
n*ggas mad cause I don't owe em sh*t
Makin money off the blow and sh*t
Makin money, I be taxin n*ggas
While you out here sellin for the low and sh*t
I been floatin off them drugs b*tch
On my slug sh*t, I be slow and sh*t
n*ggas sappy off that love sh*t
I don't love b*tches I just poke and dip

Lil b*tch

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