Fuk A H8tr lyrics

[Intro]
Uh, what the f*ck

[Chorus]
Yeah, top floor, elevator
Back door, black truck, movin' like the President
Don't try this sh*t, bet we shoot it up like a director, b*tch
Yeah, deposits, n*gga, yeah, you know they comin' in direct, lil' b*tch
I got a old school b*tch, and yes, I came to break her record player
My boy, he got a fully auto stick, can't wait to equip the laser
My lil' b*tch, she keep suckin' on my di*k, just like a Now or Later
I ain't even got no time for her, not even now or later

[Verse 1]
No Stylist sh*t, I'm in my basement, cookin' up
Grandma tell me, "Turn that sh*t down"
I'm like, "Grandma, what thе f*ck?"
I'm not playin', n*gga, true story, I can't make this up
You be playin' n*gga, damn, that's crazy, you don't gеt no bucks
Yes, I told you once, I'm on some new sh*t, and this sh*t digitized
I been workin' for a long time, and now I'm sick and tired
I been smokin' too much dope, I think I'm sick of gettin' fried
f*ck I'm sayin'? n*gga, roll it up, you know we gettin' high
Don't know what I'm sayin', call up all these b*tches, tell 'em "Come inside"
I'm not playin', yes, I'm gettin' money, 'till the day I die
Uh, yeah, b*tch, I'm countin' hundreds, 'till the day I die
Yes, yes, I'm spending money, 'till the day I die
(Let's go)
[Chorus]
Yeah, top floor, elevator
Back door, black truck, movin' like the President
Don't try this sh*t, bet we shoot it up like a director, b*tch
Yeah, deposits, n*gga, yeah, you know they comin' in direct, lil' b*tch
I got a old school b*tch, and yes, I came to break her record player
My boy, he got a fully auto stick, can't wait to equip the laser
My lil' b*tch, she keep suckin' on my di*k, just like a Now or Later
I ain't even got no time for her, not even now or later

[Verse 2]
Yeah, with these shades on, I can't see a hater
And I got a angel b*tch, she got a halo
Yeah, and I got a Spanish b*tch, I call her J-Lo
Yeah, this money just like magnets, b*tch, I cannot say no
Yeah, this sh*t like drugs, b*tch, I gotta have it
Yeah, your love like drugs, b*tch, I gotta have it
Man, this b*tch all on me, just like magic
I'ma tell her, "Pull up on me", and sent the addy
Got this fly b*tch, and I buy her clothes, she into fashion
Got this one b*tch, I ain't ever comfort, we just smashin'
Got this Euro b*tch, and she tell me that my music smashin'
I'm goin' Dr. Evil, billion dollars, b*tch, I gotta have it

[Chorus]
Yeah, top floor, elevator
Back door, black truck, movin' like the President
Don't try this sh*t, bet we shoot it up like a director, b*tch
Yeah, deposits, n*gga, yeah, you know they comin' in direct, lil' b*tch
I got a old school b*tch, and yes, I came to break her record player
My boy, he got a fully auto stick, can't wait to equip the laser
My lil' b*tch, she keep suckin' on my di*k, just like a Now or Later
I ain't even got no time for her, not even now or later
[Outro]
Top Floor Boss