f*ck You lyrics

[Verse 1]
Here's what I got to say to anyone who hates
On my sh*t and thinks I should go away
Here's what I got to say to anyone
Who tries to diss without first listening to my sh*t
You should just swallow some p*ss
You f*cking di*ks
Why don't you make your own music
If you think it's so easy?
Then you'll regret ever sh*t talking me
Like you think songwriting's such a f*ckin' breeze
Like you think people are so easy to please
And you think my songs are a f*ckin' disease
But the rap game blessed me, like I f*ckin' sneezed

[Chorus]
f*ck you! You motherf*ckin' b*tch
I hope you f*ckin' choke on a motherf*ckin' di*k
I said f*ck you! You f*ckin' piece of sh*t
When you see you were wrong
It'll be hard to admit
Yeah, f*ck you! You motherf*ckin' b*tch
I hope you f*ckin' choke on a motherf*ckin' di*k
I said f*ck you! You f*ckin' piece of sh*t
When you see you were wrong
It'll be hard to admit
[Verse 2]
Right, because it makes total sense
To diss on rappers without any experience yourself
Well, why don't you make an album
Drop it, and see if you're able
To get any f*ckin' sales?
Wow, and when you see it doesn't sell
You'll go cryin' to your mama
That you suck and you're a failure
So it's really not that easy, is it?
All y'all b*tches gotta learn some manners
It's really just common sense
You'd think you'd know that by now
But nah, you're just some f*ckin' losers
Maybe if y'all didn't mumble
And your sh*t was comprehensible
You could get somewhere
And not be motherf*ckin' moochers
And when your raps don't pop off
Don't be complaining to nobody 'bout nothin'
'Cause I think it's pretty obvious that
"Beggars can't be motherf*ckin' choosers"

[Chorus]
f*ck you! You motherf*ckin' b*tch
I hope you f*ckin' choke on a motherf*ckin' di*k
I said f*ck you! You f*ckin' piece of sh*t
When you see you were wrong
It'll be hard to admit
Yeah, f*ck you! You motherf*ckin' b*tch
I hope you f*ckin' choke on a motherf*ckin' di*k
I said f*ck you! You f*ckin' piece of sh*t
When you see you were wrong
It'll be hard to admit