‎f*ck gay rights lyrics

[Intro]
Huh, yeah
Yeah (f*ck), hah
Let's go, huh
Damn, damn (f*ck you talkin' 'bout?), damn, damn
Blah, let's go, bleh, haha, let's go, huh

[Chorus]
Huh, ayy, too many hoes, can't f*ck that ho (Can't f*ck that ho)
I'm sitting back, I'm smoking on dope (Smoking on dope)
No invite then we kickin' yo' door (Ha, haha)
I-I'm in the trap and I'm f*ckin' yo' ho, ayy
Slimin' yo' mans, boy, how did that go?
Young Zen, I'm too hot and these n*ggas be cold (Haha)
Wipin' his nose like I'm catchin' a cold
Death is our game, boy, he breakin' the code
Crib too big, boy they gotta get cold
f*ck with these n*ggas bruh I'm like, "Hell, no"
These n*ggas gay, I don't f*ck with them, bro (Yeah)
Sit back in the crib and I'm countin' my dough
Hey, yeah, come here, lil' bae, I don't trip (I don't trip)
Makе me some racks and my b*tch on a trip
She wanna comе f*ck, come suck the di*k
I hit that pay then I'm hittin' that lick (Hit that pay, go, go)

[Verse]
Woo, ayy, you not a day one, you'll get none
I'm seeing racks and sh*t to the sun
Sippin' on red, I'm sippin' on blood (Woo, woo)
You not my gang, you can't hit this blunt
I need my racks so let's keep it blunt
He keep the Drac' now he think he tough
Ayy, Benz truck, n*gga, I don't chase that ho (Chase that ho)
Poke it, smoke, get high, dope, ayy
Blow me a rack then I make two more
Pockets they fat, pockets not sumo (Woo)
b*tch, I got ten racks, he got uno (Woo)
Who is that n*gga? Bro I'm like, "Who knows?"
That b*tch for the team, she f*ckin' yo' bro
Don't f*ck with a white ho, don't f*ck with the snow
[Chorus]
Huh, ayy, too many hoes, can't f*ck that ho (Can't f*ck that ho)
I'm sitting back, I'm smoking on dope (Smoking on dope)
No invite then we kickin' yo' door (Ha, haha)
I-I'm in the trap and I'm f*ckin' yo' ho, ayy
Slimin' yo' mans, boy, how did that go?
Young Zen, I'm too hot and these n*ggas be cold (Haha)
Wipin' his nose like I'm catchin' a cold
Death is our game, boy, he breakin' the code
Crib too big, boy they gotta get cold
f*ck with these n*ggas bruh I'm like, "Hell, no"
These n*ggas gay, I don't f*ck with them bros (Yeah)
Sit back in the crib and I'm countin' my dough
Hey, yeah, come here, lil' bae, I don't trip (I don't trip)
Make me some racks and my b*tch on a trip
She wanna come f*ck, come suck the di*k
I hit that pay then I'm hittin' that lick (I hit that pay)