Might Just FOYB lyrics

[Intro]
(Know what I'm saying, come get your b*tch back)
Ayy, my n*gga, find your ho, n*gga
(Know what I'm saying)
f*ck you talkin' 'bout?
(Get your b*tch back)
Ayy, come find your b*tch
(Cash Carti)
I just be f*cking this b*tch
(Lil b*tch, lil b*tch, lil b*tch)
2900
(Cash Carti, Cash Carti)
Ayy, yeah, yeah

[Chorus]
Might just go f*ck on your b*tch (Might just go f*ck on your b*tch)
Might just go f*ck on your b*tch (Might just go f*ck on your b*tch)
Might just go f*ck on your b*tch (Might just go f*ck on your b*tch)
Might just go f*ck on your b*tch (Might just go f*ck on your b*tch)
Ooh, f*ck on your b*tch, ooh, yeah
Might just go f*ck on your b*tch
But I'm still f*cking your b*tch (Your b*tch)
I still be f*cking your b*tch (I still be f*cking your b*tch)
I still be f*cking your b*tch (I still be f*cking your b*tch)
I still be f*cking your b*tch (I still be f*cking your b*tch)
I still be f*cking your b*tch (I still be f*cking your b*tch)
Ooh, ooh
Might just go f*ck on your b*tch (Might just go f*ck on your b*tch)
Might just go f*ck on your b*tch (Might just go f*ck on your b*tch)
Might just go f*ck on your b*tch (Might just go f*ck on your b*tch)
Might just go f*ck on your b*tch (Might just go f*ck on your b*tch)
[Verse 1]
Let them folks in (Yeah)
Bring them hoes in (Yeah)
We got more than (What?)
What you holding (Yeah)
I pour them fours in (Act)
I'm on kickstand (I'm on kickstand)
I'm on Cleveland (I'm on Cleveland)
Man, I'm on Bleveland (Man, I'm on Bleveland)
I passed the jay to Rock like that n*gga a big man
Number (N)ine kicking sh*t with my partner and them (Number (N)ine, (N)ine)
I pull like ten bands
But that's for partner and them
I see you rock with them (I see you rock with them)
But you don't rock with them (But you don't rock with them)
I rock with squad and them (I rock with squad)
I rock with Rocky and them (I rock with Rocky)
I rock with Bari and them (I rock with Bari)
Don't f*ck with Llari and them (Don't rock with Llari)
I f*cked the shawty, damn
I let the shawty in
They let my 40 in
So I started partying, yeah

[Chorus]
Might just go f*ck on your b*tch (Might just go f*ck on your b*tch)
Might just go f*ck on your b*tch (Might just go f*ck on your b*tch)
Might just go f*ck on your b*tch (Might just go f*ck on your b*tch)
Might just go f*ck on your b*tch (Might just go f*ck on your b*tch)
Ooh, f*ck on your b*tch, ooh, yeah
Might just go f*ck on your b*tch
But I'm still f*cking your b*tch (Your b*tch)
I still be f*cking your b*tch (I still be f*cking your b*tch)
I still be f*cking your b*tch (I still be f*cking your b*tch)
I still be f*cking your b*tch (I still be f*cking your b*tch)
I still be f*cking your b*tch (I still be f*cking your b*tch)
Ooh, ooh
Might just go f*ck on your b*tch (Might just go f*ck on your b*tch)
Might just go f*ck on your b*tch (Might just go f*ck on your b*tch)
Might just go f*ck on your b*tch (Might just go f*ck on your b*tch)
Might just go f*ck on your b*tch (Might just go f*ck on your b*tch)
[Verse 2]
And my 40 in (And my 40 in)
We start partying
Pouring up a four (Yeah)
Pouring up a four (What?)
f*cking on your hoes (What?)
And I'm trying clothes (What?)
Designer my 'drobe (What?)
My n*gga get load
My n*ggas get load
My n*gga got blow
Ask a n*gga foes
Watch a n*gga nose
And I'm still f*cking your b*tch
And I'm still f*cking your b*tch, yeah
Might just go f*ck on your b*tch (Yeah)

[Chorus]
Might just go f*ck on your b*tch (Might just go f*ck on your b*tch)
Might just go f*ck on your b*tch (Might just go f*ck on your b*tch)
Might just go f*ck on your b*tch (Might just go f*ck on your b*tch)
Might just go f*ck on your b*tch (Might just go f*ck on your b*tch)
Yeah, ooh, f*ck on your b*tch, ooh, yeah
Might just go f*ck on your b*tch
But I'm still f*cking your b*tch (Your b*tch)
I still be f*cking your b*tch (I still be f*cking your b*tch)
I still be f*cking your b*tch (I still be f*cking your b*tch)
I still be f*cking your b*tch (I still be f*cking your b*tch)
I still be f*cking your b*tch (I still be f*cking your b*tch)
Ooh, ooh
Might just go f*ck on your b*tch (Might just go f*ck on your b*tch)
Might just go f*ck on your b*tch (Might just go f*ck on your b*tch)
Might just go f*ck on your b*tch (Might just go f*ck on your b*tch)
Might just go f*ck on your b*tch (Might just go f*ck on your b*tch)
[Outro]
Uh, ooh, in this b*tch going crazy
Uh, yeah, I'm with this sh*t like a baby
Uh, yeah, yeah, I f*ck yo b*tch, she my baby
Yeah, yeah, I treat yo b*tch like my lady
Uh, uh, shawty bend back like the Matrix
Curge whip it up like the 80s
I'm in the kitchen, go crazy
I just want me a Mercedes