Get tf Out My Face lyrics

[Intro]
(Hmhm, you're listening to YhapoJJ)
(Huh!)

[Verse]
Get the f*ck up out my f*cking face
Before I f*ck around and shoot this b*tch up, catch a case
Get the f*ck up out my f*cking face, before I break yo’ f*ckin’ jaw and my f*ckin’ face
Get the f*ck up put my f*cking face, before I grab this f*ckin’ Drac’ and let that- (Phew)
Get the f*ck up out my f*cking way, before I grab yo’ f*ckin’ face and just- (Phew, phew, phew, phew)
Shoot that b*tch, I go- (Phew, phew)
Bullets flyin’, them b*tches go- (Phew, phew, phew, phew)
Get the f*ck up out my facе before I hurt you
Get thе f*ck up out my way before we murk you
30 shots out the 50 shot, brains on the curb (Brrrrr)
20 shots put that on 10 shots, then it's 30 more shots
15 shots out the f*cking Glock, then there's 15 more shots
Smoking dope all in my house so you know I'm getting high
Broke ass n*gga, close your mouth, worry 'bout gettin' by
All these n*ggas they click up, and take pictures, n*ggas pie
She asked me how high I am, I told the b*tch, "I'm high"
b*tch, I'm fly, just like a fly for real, b*tch, I feel like flying
b*tch, I'm fly, got that gas, rich, think my brain fly
4-5 bullets point his ass, aim it at his eye
4-5 hit him, hit his ass, hit him in his top
Blew his f*ckin' mind away, make his sh*t chop
(Phew, phew, phew, phew, phew, phew, phew, phew)
I might be laughing at you, funny n*gga ‘bout his job
And I'm tryna f*ck on this lil' b*tch, I make her panties drop
Funny boy, funny n*gga, lil' bro, he is Chris Rock
Walk outside, my VV's bussin', I make b*tches lip lock
SswordLyfe, kill yo' cousin, I make n*ggas [?]
Ain't none' to talk about, ha
[Outro]
All you n*ggas finna die
All you n*ggas finna die
All you n*ggas finna die