f*ck Everybody, Pt.2 lyrics

[Intro]
Ah, come on, hmm, hmm, hmm, come on
I can't even lie, I'm out my body on this mf, yea f*ck all these n*ggas, come on

[Verse]
Lil brah, dad all on my phone talm bout don't kill him, whats going on? (what the hell going on?)
I'm talm bout Loaded, boy you wrong
Yeah, n*gga, f*ck 31, why the hell n*ggas wanna put YC inside of they songs?
All he do is yell on rap n*gga beats, f*ck n*gga watch yo tone
Hell yeah, imma pop my sh*t, imma top my sh*t, 'cause a lame n*gga know I'm wit it
Where I'm from, ion know bout Druski and nem, but the Young Crew standing on business.(we really standin on bidness)
My diamonds hittin, bustdown Cartier got the lil' hoe wearing my tennis.(that lil' hoe wearing my tеnnis). Saying my name,?, got me f*cked up, I had thе Young Crew spinin
Smoking on lil' buddy (cough), choking me he trynna kill me
She asked me, why I got my gun? The f*ck you mean, they trynna drill me, and, ? is a hoe, yes he mad that he couldn't get me and I love money the most, but my main b*tch she still with me
Late night with bro callin out opps, told a f*ck n*gga, show us some money(like the teacher said, I’ll wait)
A f*ck n*gga ain't show nun, yall know we outside, I was posted up at the high, had a Glock 22 with the button. And it's really f*ck RC, yall n*ggas ain't give me nun
WTF is a Y5?
Yall wanna be like YC, Yall n*ggas ain't let no thirty ride, I'm screaming f*ck everybody
I ain't hiding my face from no n*gga, sh*t, ion even wear no ski
And yall keep saying i ain't gon do this and that, well n*gga come see.(come find out)
Now I'm on T.V., Its sum fye sh*t trynna eat me, I pour a four in my Fiji
Having money b*tch, my pockets green and blue, sum like Luigi. Dey never ask me am I goo, but they call me when they need me
Bust-down Cartier blinging, I can't tell the time. Mentioning Young Crew know that we spinin
No, that ain't yo b*tch, that's mine
Shawty, a 10 she fine uhh, she don't even use no fliters, and if I'm lyin, I'm flying uhh, but Shawty f*cked me and my n*ggas
We on the block just me and my n*ggas we posted up, another opp died, its another opp funeral, (uhh), sh*t lets toast it up
f*ck n*gga said he got my drop, run through this b*tch, you bold enough, and he ain't silent that boy got in that room and told sum stuff