FUN lyrics

[Chorus]
And I went black truck, two-hundred, oh my, hold up
And I went black truck (Say what?), four-hundred (What?) on my hair (What?)
I just went black truck (What? Let's go), four-hundred (What?) on my hair (f*ck, n*gga)

[Verse 1]
She say (What?), she say she wanna slob on the di*k (Slob on this di*k)
Five K on my rent, I ain't even have to move no bricks (Move no bricks)
I just be inside makin' all these hits (pus*y, b*tch)
I just be inside makin' all these hits (Say what?)
And I'm still rich as a b*tch (Let's go)
And I'm still rich as a b*tch (No cap)
She bad, I f*ck on the b*tch (Say what?)
She bad, I rub on the clit (What?)
It's a band, that's all on my fit (Yeah, yeah)
Hedi Slimane all on my di*k (Hedi, what? What?)
f*ck (I went Hedi, f*ck with Hedi Slimane), f*ck
f*ck that ho, f*ck these n*ggas, f*ck these b*tches
All these hoes groupies, yeah (All these hoes)
All these n*ggas pus*y (And what?)
So I pull up and make me a movie (What?)
I'm shootin' the motherf*ckin' blick (Blick, blatt)
Told that pus*y-ass n*gga, "Stop moving" (f*ck, n*gga)
You know I'm bamily, b*tch (Blatt)
All black money, it made me feel groovy (Blatt, blatt)
[Bridge]
f*ck, I came up (I came up), I came up (Slatt)
I came up (Slatt), I came up (Slatt)
I came up (Slatt), I came up (Slatt)
I came up (Slatt), I came up (Slatt)
I came up (Slatt), I came up (Slatt)
I came up (Slatt), I came up (Slatt)
I came up (Slatt), I came up (Slatt)

[Chorus]
And I went black truck (What?), four-hundred (What?) on my hair (What?)
b*tch (What?), I just went black truck (Woah), four-hundred (Woah), oh my God (Let's go)
b*tch (Let's go), I just went black truck (Go), four-hundred on my hair (What?)
b*tch, I just went black truck (What?), four-hundred (What?) on my hair (Let's go)

[Verse 2]
Just like Meek Mill, tell lil' pus*y, "Get up" (Get up)
I'm so goddamn pretty so all my hoes get f*cked (Let's go)
I played that rapper sh*t, listen to it, that sh*t suck (That sh*t suck, n*gga)
That boy signed to Atlantic, I listened to it, that sh*t suck (That sh*t suck, f*ck n*gga, f*ck you talkin' 'bout?)
n*gga ain't talkin' 'bout nothin' (b*tch, b*tch), you don't even be in Atlanta, for real (Let's go)
I don't care 'bout none of these pus*y-ass n*ggas (Slatt, slatt), I be in Atlanta (Say what?) for real (Say what?)
I'm with Rl, yeah, I'm YSL
I got a bad b*tch, yeah, she get killed (YSL, YSL)
Got them racks on me, got them racks on me
I don't even have to crack no seal (Yeah, Jack)
Got a bad b*tch, yeah, got a bad b*tch
Made that b*tch pop that pus*y, for real (Pop that pus*y)
I'm the man, that's it, I'm the man, that's it
On God, I just signed my deal (pus*y-ass b*tch)
These n*ggas be pussies, these n*ggas ain't nothin'
These n*ggas watch me like reels (pus*y-ass b*tch)
They stealin' my swag, they stealin' my style (Yeah)
They tryna come see how I live (b*tch, call me right now)
Got a bad b*tch from Kentucky (What?)
She tryna pull up and see how I live (Let's go)
Got a ho in L.A., this b*tch fried
This b*tch fried, for real (pus*y, b*tch)
I'm pretty as sh*t, n*gga, di*k up, sh*t (What? What?)
This di*k up for her meal (Let's go)
Make a b*tch call me daddy, I call her my baby
Like, lil' b*tch need her bib (Let's go)
I, I crack me a seal (Let's go)
I, I crack me a seal, for real (Say what?)
[Outro]
Say what?
Say what?
What?
f*ck it, yeah
b*tch