f*ck You lyrics

[BLIND.SEE]
Man, I don't get it (And it's just like, what am I here for?)
(f*ck you)
b*tch think that I love her but I don't, she think I finna kiss her bet I won't
Tell that b*tch f*ck you
Why the f*ck you ask me for some cash? (huh?)
And you'll never have my f*cking back (what you say?)
(f*ck you)
Remember when you never text my phone
But now you wanna hit me 'cause I'm on (that's weird)
(f*ck you)
I used to be that n*gga with no cash (how you doin?)
b*tch I'm living great, I'm glad you asked
(f*ck you)
I won't forget the times you used to motherf*ckin' play me
b*tch I'm doing good and now you motherf*ckin' hang
Ask me how I feel b*tch, what the f*ck you think?
I've been on my rockstar sh*t
You ain't talkin' money, I don't wanna f*cking speak
Laughing to the bank, that was really f*cking weak

[BLIND.SEE]
I'll get the motherf*ckin' bag
All of these b*tches they know, they just be mad
Margiela, still got the tag
I feel as fresh as the pole
I got the pack
f*ck up then run me some racks
Ya'll get to doin' the dough
I get 'em gray
I got a bad little b*tch
I did this sh*t on my own
f*ck you
[BLIND.SEE]
I'm on that moshpit tryna rock sh*t
We don't talk about it b*tch
We just f*ckin' bop sh*t
I'm that mob sh*t
f*ck a job b*tch
Get obnoxious
This is for the feds, we say, "f*ck the cops, b*tch"
f*ck you
b*tch think that I love her but I don't, she think I finna kiss her bet I won't
Tell that b*tch f*ck you
Why the f*ck you ask me for some cash? (huh?)
And you'll never have my f*cking back (what you say?)
f*ck you
Remember when you never text my phone
But now you wanna hit me 'cause I'm on (that's weird)
f*ck you
I used to be that n*gga with no cash (how you doin?)
b*tch I'm living great, I'm glad you asked
f*ck you
I won't forget the times you used to motherf*ckin' play me
b*tch I'm doing good and now you motherf*ckin' hate me