FUGH SHI. lyrics

[Intro]
f*ck

[Verse 1]
I just wanna make noise, f*ck the subtle sh*t
I be hating all you boys, y'all got little di*ks (Little di*ks)
Not an angel or a demon, I'm a little bit (A f*cking little)
Of a f*cking mess (What?), I can't cover it (Nah)

[Chorus]
f*ck sh*t, f*ck, f*ck, f*ck sh*t, b*tch
f*ck sh*t, f*ck, f*ck, f*ck sh*t, b*tch
f*ck sh*t, f*ck, f*ck, f*ck sh*t, b*tch
f*ck sh*t, f*ck, f*ck, f*ck sh*t, b*tch

[Verse 2]
Hate the way you f*cking sound when you're speaking
Think the drugs in my body will start peaking
All the people in the party get to tweaking
Get to tweaking, b*tch

[Bridge]
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
[Verse 3]
Lipstick stains all on my dress shirt
My baby girl, she got a tight skirt, mini
She my Paris Hilton but better looking
She will never get to wilting, facts
Eyes like heaven, she my seven, I'm lucky
Lies, she eleven, never lesser, she my
Pride, got wishing for just another night
So we could just, just, just

[Chorus]
f*ck sh*t, f*ck, f*ck, f*ck sh*t, b*tch
f*ck sh*t, f*ck, f*ck, f*ck sh*t, b*tch
f*ck sh*t, f*ck, f*ck, f*ck sh*t, b*tch
f*ck sh*t, f*ck, f*ck, f*ck sh*t, b*tch
f*ck sh*t, f*ck, f*ck, f*ck sh*t, b*tch
f*ck sh*t, f*ck, f*ck, f*ck sh*t, b*tch
f*ck sh*t, f*ck, f*ck, f*ck sh*t, b*tch
f*ck sh*t, f*ck, f*ck, f*ck sh*t, b*tch

[Outro]
Lipstick stains all on my dress shirt (f*ck sh*t, f*ck, f*ck, f*ck sh*t, b*tch)
My baby girl, she got a tight skirt, mini (f*ck sh*t, f*ck, f*ck, f*ck sh*t, b*tch)
She my Paris Hilton but better looking (f*ck sh*t, f*ck, f*ck, f*ck sh*t, b*tch)
She will never get to wilting, facts (f*ck sh*t, f*ck, f*ck, f*ck sh*t, b*tch)