FUK SUMN (Quavo Reference) lyrics

[Intro: Criminal Manne & Kilo G]
Smokin' on a junt with my n*ggas drinkin' O.E
Stop off—, stop off at the liquor store, get your check, then we headed for the Indo
Smokin' on a junt with my n*ggas drinkin' O.E
Stop off—, stop off at the liquor store, get your check, then we headed for the Indo

[Chorus: Ty Dolla $ign]
I'm tryna f*ck somethin' right now
That lil' ho, she tryna f*ck somethin' right now
I'm tryna—, I'm tryna f*ck somethin' right now
That lil' ho, she tryna f*ck somethin' right now
I'm tryna—, I'm tryna f*ck somethin' right now
That lil' ho, she tryna f*ck somethin' right now
I'm tryna—, I'm tryna f*ck somethin' right now
That lil' ho, she tryna f*ck somethin' right now

[Post-Chorus: Playboi Carti]
Shawty wanna f*ck? Woah
I'ma let her hop on somethin'
Shawty wanna f*ck? Woah
I'ma let her hop on somethin'
Shawty wanna f*ck? Woah
I'ma let her hop on somethin'
Shawty wanna f*ck? Woah
I'ma let her hop on somethin'
[Verse 1: Quavo]
sh*t, I'm tryna f*ck some right now, split this lil' G6 (sh*t)
sh*t, she said, "sl*t me out", she just wanna suck my di*k (sh*t)
sh*t, take a lil' pic with that bread, treat it like Sexyy Red (Skee-yee)
sh*t, throw that lil' sh*t back, show 'em you ain't scared (No)
f*ck her like a pornstar in the car (Skrr')
f*ck her on the jet, yeah, we takin' off (Fweh)
Uh, f*ck her in the club, on top of the bar (In the club)
Got her f*cked up in the head (Damn), the f*ck you thought? (Club)

[Chorus: Ty Dolla $ign]
I'm tryna f*ck somethin' right now
That lil' ho, she tryna f*ck somethin' right now
I'm tryna—, I'm tryna f*ck somethin' right now
That lil' ho, she tryna f*ck somethin' right now
I'm tryna—, I'm tryna f*ck somethin' right now
That lil' ho, she tryna f*ck somethin' right now
I'm tryna—, I'm tryna f*ck somethin' right now
That lil' ho, she tryna f*ck somethin' right now

[Post-Chorus: Playboi Carti]
Shawty wanna f*ck? Woah
I'ma let her hop on somethin'
Shawty wanna f*ck? Woah
I'ma let her hop on somethin'
Shawty wanna f*ck? Woah
I'ma let her hop on somethin'
Shawty wanna f*ck? Woah
I'ma let her hop on somethin'
[Verse 2: Playboi Carti]
Ooh, ooh, right now, hol' up
Shawty wanna f*ck on me, I told her, "Let's go now"
Dressed in all her fashion, she tryna show out
Miami, Bal Harbour, before I tote, uh, ah
I'm on the G6 brackin' sh*t with my pole, hah
All-black Brabus truck, lookin' like my soul just went out
All of my vibes is tens, gotta keep them close, they might jump out
We might go spin and spin, just clearin' that ho before we cool out

[Chorus: Ty Dolla $ign]
I'm tryna f*ck somethin' right now
That lil' ho, she tryna f*ck somethin' right now
I'm tryna—, I'm tryna f*ck somethin' right now
That lil' ho, she tryna f*ck somethin' right now
I'm tryna—, I'm tryna f*ck somethin' right now
That lil' ho, she tryna f*ck somethin' right now
I'm tryna—, I'm tryna f*ck somethin' right now
That lil' ho, she tryna f*ck somethin' right now

[Post-Chorus: Playboi Carti]
Shawty wanna f*ck? Woah
I'ma let her hop on somethin'
Shawty wanna f*ck? Woah
I'ma let her hop on somethin'
Shawty wanna f*ck? Woah
I'ma let her hop on somethin'
Shawty wanna f*ck? Woah
I'ma let her hop on somethin'
[Outro: Playboi Carti]
I'ma let her f*ck, uh, I'ma let her f*ck
I'ma let her f*ck, uh, I'ma let her f*ck on somethin'
I'ma let her f*ck, I'ma let her f*ck
I'ma let her f*ck, uh, I'ma let her f*ck on somethin'