f*ck YOU lyrics

by

Scrim


[Verse 1: Germ]
b*tch, I heard you slang rocks
Your Thai hoe like to Bangkok
I bang blocks, no game time
But if your set trip, I might flame mine
b*tch, I'm really with a sense of kicking
Tripping, trilling, man, this city shake your b*tch
My witness b*tch, you with this b*tch
I wreck sh*t, Danny Glover, lethal weapon
I'm Randy Savage on acid, clappin'
Cannons booming in traffic
Why the f*ck you asking all the questions?
Knowing damn well that your ass cannot handle
b*tch I got triggermen, naked bodies like Zimmerman
Who realer than a n*gga? That's minus the middle man
Bi-b*tches so simple, man
f*ck Saks Fifth, I'm in that b*tch
Knocking over racks and sh*t
Made it to God, I grabbed the Fendi belt
Just smacked him in his sh*t
Unstable and militant 'cause these b*tches so ignorant
Give no f*ck 'bout no feelings, n*gga
I'm ready and willing, able to
Massacre while the world is always acting up
Turn bags of dust to cops in the Acura
Body bag them up before they can bang me up
Swear to God, your ass can't f*ck with us
Just a squad of punks in search of Buff'
Flip the script, done flipped your b*tch
Don't press me, crumb, I plead the fifth
[Verse 2: Pouya]
I'm 'bout to f*ck my booking agent
If it wasn't for me, you wouldn't make it
If it wasn't for G, you wouldn't hate me
Think about that one time you made your statement
Now these rappers wanna be independent like your boy
How you talking like a boss and working for another man?
You just a toy, they playin' you
Saying that they staying true but never banging you
Captain Falcon with this di*k, that leave your b*tch unbangable
I want your legs to the sky like you doin' yoga
So f*cked up, we are, like we sniffin' yola
Set 'em up, get 'em up, wet 'em up
One tap on your paper, good luck
b*tch wanna f*ck, gotta name three songs (Yuh)
'Fore you show belly and thong
Can you even name a tape?
Do you even know my age?
Do you know who I been rockin' with?
The only thing you know is that I'm popping, b*tch
And I know these rappers by their governments
b*tches be calling me daddy, I'ma have to give them punishments
f*ck all the internet, we could really get into it
I know she into me and she want to get intimate
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