Outro (FUN) lyrics

[Verse 1]
Yeah
Shawty know I'm on that
Shoutout my brother, shoutout Lil' Rock
You know we got right back (Say what?)
I might take that lil' boy head, just like snapback (Let's go)
I got racks on me, got racks, yeah, I got ra-racks
Got a bad-ass b*tch, you know that lil' ho waist snatched (Woah)
She's a bad b*tch, she f*ck on Nine, she love it, yeah (Let's go)
I might hit from the back (Woah)
Rap n*gga mad I f*cked his ho, I don't give no f*cks (Say what?)
Rap n*gga mad I'm f*ckin' his ho, I don't give no f*cks
You signed a 360 deal, need to get out of that (b*tch)
You signed a 360 deal, your ass need to get out of that (Let's go)
Yeah, I throw me a motherf*ckin' play just like a quarterback (Let's go)
I blitzed that boy with a K, n*gga, I ain't talkin' 'bout a sack (What?)
She pull up to Woodland Hills, she know my pockets fat (Say what?)
She pull up to Woodland Hills, I know that pus*y fat (Let's go)
Margiela on my waist, Margiela on my GATs (Say what?)
Two hoes f*ckin' on Trey, tryna suck on me, yeah (Let's go)
sh*t, I'm all in that pus*y, I'm all in that cat (Yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah, no cap)
sh*t, I'm all in that pus*y, I'm all in that cat (I make her c*m)
Woah, Supreme on my kit, Supreme on my pack (Say what?)
Bottega on my wrist, Bottega handbag (Yeah, yeah)

[Bridge]
Haha
I ain't gon' cap shawty ass talkin' 'bout she don't want me no more
I don't give no f*ck 'bout nothin' (I don't give a f*ck)
I'm Slime Baby Spyda, for real, b*tch
Havin' real-deal cash, yeah
Huh, huh, I bet your ho wanna f*ck me too, no cap
I bet, I bet your sister wanna f*ck me too (f*ck), yeah, let's go
[Verse 2]
Talkin' 'bout he the Tumblr King, but I ain't seen him nowhere
Talkin' 'bout he the Tumblr King, I pull on his b*tch hair
Talkin' 'bout he on that, I'm like, ''b*tch, where?''
Talkin' 'bout he gon' do that, I don't even f*ckin' care (What?)
I don't give a f*ck 'bout nothin', she ride on me like a fair (What?)
All green in my pocket, n*gga, just like a pear (Woah)
Choppa, it beat his ass, yeah, just like a bear (Say what?)
Choppa, it beat his ass, yeah, just like a bear (Eugh)
All my hoes get mad when I pop out with my new b*tch (What?)
I know that you broke (What?), you ain't got no bag (What?)
You ain't even hit sh*t (What?)
I hit all these licks, you want licks? I'll show you a lick (b*tch-ass n*gga)
Too many hoes on me, tryna get lit, shawty tryna suck my di*k (Let's go)
I don't give a f*ck 'bout no credit
f*ck 'bout no debt, b*tch, I'm rich as a b*tch (Slatt)
Whole lotta goddamn money, n*gga got bucks (Let's go)
Now I ain't stressin' 'bout sh*t (What?)
Too many hoes in Atlanta, tryna come f*ck me (Woah)
I don't give a f*ck 'bout sh*t (Yeah)
n*gga ass think that he know me, I don't even know him
I don't even know that b*tch (Know that b*tch-ass n*gga)

[Outro]
f*ck you talkin' 'bout
You on his side, you stay on his side, b*tch-ass n*gga
f*ck you talkin' 'bout, n*gga
I don't give a f—, man, all that cap-ass sh*t
Cap rappin'-ass n*ggas, f*ck you, f*ck (f*ck)
You done woke me up (You done woke me up)
f*ck you talkin' 'bout, you ain't talkin' 'bout sh*t
You don't even get high