Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song FUC YOU, artist - Joey Fatts. Album song Still Cutthroat, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопDate of issue: 15.04.2020
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Cutthroat
Song language: English
FUC YOU |
| Oo-ooh |
| Mmm |
| Had the rent up, like a in these 97's |
| I been fuckin' on your BM, she stay off 97 |
| I’m just a broke ass nigga, if I let you tell 'em (Laudiano) |
| But your bitch be fuckin' got it bustin', like a MAC-11, uh |
| fuck on a nigga, ballin' |
| Heard your baby daddy out there trippin', I’ma all that |
| problems, we don’t start that |
| Talkin' out your ass, you gon' end up with the shit back (Yeah) |
| That .40 get to buckin' on your bitch' ass |
| Like a suit and tie, bitch, I’m with the business, uh (With the business) |
| Big white brick, like riff-raff |
| I be pushin' weight on the strip, like it’s gym class |
| Niggas be braggin' 'bout shit, that I been had |
| This jewelry cost three ki’s nigga, do the math (Nigga, do the math) |
| You don’t wanna race with me, I throw this bitch and drag (Skrrt, skrrt) |
| Bitch, you gotta pay the fee, can’t give a bitch a pass, uh (Bitch a pass) |
| Before you post with me, you gotta post a ad (Post a ad) |
| Before you layin' up with me, you gotta up a bag (Up a bag) |
| I don’t do this shit for free, I’m 'bout my fucking cash |
| Complainin' that you broke, but you on your fucking ass |
| Mama always told me not to fuck with you suckers |
| I can’t fuck with these niggas or trust 'em |
| I can’t hang with no bitch, fuck nothing |
| I just want the bag, baby, you just do the fucking |
| Fate just hit my phone, said it’s bustin' |
| Knife in front of that K, like a Russian |
| Fuck you and the niggas you run with (Fuck you) |
| Fuck you and the niggas you run with (Fuck you) |
| Big guns, big guns, I got big guns, big weight |
| All this coke, white, weigh a shit ton |
| Turn redrum, we don’t buck guns, come and get some |
| We don’t play with no opps, we gon' chip one |
| Bitch, I’m feeling myself, uh (Myself) |
| This face, I’m so high, I need help (I need help) |
| Big drank, I’ma sip it myself (Yeah) |
| Don’t owe no niggas shit, bitch, I did it myself, like (Like) |
| Hundred grand just knotch my belt, you (You) |
| Signing deals, gettin' put on a shelf, ayy (Ayy) |
| You type o' nigga, they sadly don’t bail you (You) |
| You type o' nigga in trouble gon' tell |
| Thumb drive that Cadillac, a bat outta hell (Skrrt, skrrt) |
| Bitch, I just rap, I got rich of a scale (Of a scale) |
| Think it’s a joke, like it’s Kennan and Kel |
| The trap get to singin' like Patty Lebelle |
| Mama always told me not to fuck with you suckers |
| I can’t fuck with these niggas or trust 'em |
| I can’t hang with no bitch, fuck nothing |
| I just want the bag, baby, you just do the fucking |
| Fate just hit my phone, said it’s bustin' |
| Knife in front of that K, like a Russian |
| Fuck you and the niggas you run with (Fuck you) |
| Fuck you and the niggas you run with (Fuck you) |