For the c*nts lyrics

[Verse 1:]
Flexing my fit miss finger looks on a looks for your crooks out here yeah they snatch em'
All of my kit doing my sh*t looking reckless
Slugs no blood for you draculas
Come take a selfie, come sit with us first
You are sc*m of the earth and now you wanna act black
What a sack, you silly ratchets with no asses
Crack in the head, crowd quit the bad act
It's whack what you fed feed you
You so hungry for likes you so f*cking see through
You so stank on my nerves
On my nose p, you you a bird, and a rat
I don't f*cking need you

Smoking blunts with the c*nts y'all in the club like [laughs] [x2]

[Verse 2:]
f*ck them give them hell b*tch
It's a lockdown ain't no bell chick
I said suck up keep that stale sh*t
Pretty said kitty with a gel tit
I'm a boss mama
I lay flat, fixed under
Another day two sh*ts for Charles Drummer
Chick a pop, pay out, they thunder