Middle Fingers lyrics

[Intro]
BL$$D
When you getting money, n*ggas gon' hate on you, so you know
f*ck them n*ggas, man
You know I stand up for my hood, that's why everybody f*ck with me
Lot of n*ggas don't like that sh*t, you know what I'm saying
But you know, it is what it is
You can't X me out, b*tch, I'm the X
Straight up

[Chorus]
Pocket full of commas, yeah (Okay)
My stick hold a hundred, yeah (My stick hold a hundred)
That's my partner, they one hundred, yeah (That my partner, they one hundred)
f*ckin' n*ggas baby mama, yeah (f*ck a n*gga baby mama)
I'm ridin' around on my skateboard (Yeah)
Nah, I'm not doing no surfboard (Yeah)
n*gga like what is you hatin' for? (Yeah)
n*gga young n*gga be hating boy (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Middle finger to your face boy (Middle finger to your face boy)
Middle finger to your face boy (Middle finger to your face boy)

[Verse 1]
Yeah (Slime)
When you out here in these streets, its f*ck you, yeah pay me (Pay me)
Glock 23, Steph Curry that .30 (That .30)
Y'all n*ggas playin', man my vision so blurry (It's blurry)
You is not my gang, then I'm going 730 (730, yeah)
n*gga playing I'ma murk him (Murk 'em)
Put him in the dirt hurt him (Hurt 'em)
I don't care 'bout murk 'em (Murk 'em), yeah (Yeah, let's do it)
6 God, b*tch I'll murder him (Murder 'em)
f*ck the hoes, I'ma hurt him (f*ck 'em)
Hurt feelings yeah hurt them (Hurt 'em), yeah (Yeah)
I don't show no feelings 'bout these hoes, tho (Bout these hoes, tho)
b*tch you know I'm all about my bankroll ('Bout my bankroll), yeah yeah
Strapped up and now I let the pole blow (Let that pole go)
Now n*ggas don't wanna go-go (Yeah, yeah)
[Chorus]
Pocket full of commas, yeah (Pocket full of commas)
My stick hold a hundred (My stick hold a hundred), yeah
That's my partner, they one hundred (That's my partna, they one hundred)
f*ckin' n*ggas baby mamas (f*ck a n*gga baby mama)
I'm ridin' around on my skateboard (Yeah)
Nah, I'm not doing no surfboard (Yeah)
n*gga like what is you hatin' for? (Yeah, yeah)
n*gga, young n*gga be hating boy
Middle finger to your face boy (Yeah, this middle finger to your face boy)
Middle finger to your face boy (Middle finger to your face boy)

[Verse 2]
Yeah
Money steady pilin', I can smell the hate (I smell it)
n*gga steady smilin', but I know it's fake (I know it)
Y'all n*ggas clownin', smilin' in my face (Smilin')
Catch a n*gga down bad but you know it's late (Do it slime)
It's too late ain't no savin' (Naw), AK-47 blazin' (Blazin')
Know I'm Blood so I'm brazy (Blazin'), yeah (Brrrat, blood)
You were talkin' real crazy (Crazy), so I spent that crazy (Crazy)
Blue money real crazy (It's blue), yeah
I got crips all in my pocket don't make me spend that (That loco)
Know I drop it on your head, they gon' push your sh*t back (Okay), lil n*gga
b*tch, I'm from the 6, the zone, everybody know that (Yeah)
b*tch we like 2008 b*tch, we wack sh*t b*tch n*gga
[Chorus]
Pocket full of commas, yeah (Pocket full of commas, n*gga)
My stick hold a hundred, yeah (Naw, hoorag sh*t, n*gga)
That's my partner, they one hundred (Naw, gang and them straight up)
f*ckin' n*ggas baby mamas (Yeah, I'll f*ck your old wife, yeah)
I'm ridin' around on my skateboard
Nah, I'm not doing no surfboard (Naw)
n*gga like what is you hatin' for? (Uh, uh)
n*gga young n*gga be hating boy
Middle finger to your face boy (Middle finger to your face boy)
Middle finger to your face boy (This middle finger to your face boy)

[Outro]
Yeah
n*gga, I'm from the five
I'm from the middle finger with the Zone 6 (Don't play with me)
Yeah, man, you know
I came a long way, man, you know, man
You know, I ain't ridin' a wave, man
I ain't on a surfboard, man, I'm on a skateboard, man
I'm out here, I'm in these streets, you know what I'm sayin'?
Yeah, man
You dig what I'm sayin'?
I think y'all feel where I'm coming from
If you don't, then you'll be alright