Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Fuck Your Speakers , by - Chris King. Release date: 19.12.2017
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Fuck Your Speakers |
| She on the way, lil mami on the way |
| Hit my phone, you hit the gate |
| Let valet bring you this way, ayy |
| 'Cause tonight you on my plate |
| Eat you up, no creme broulet, ayy, ayy |
| (eat it up, I eat it up, ayy) |
| She see the sauce, I be drippin' on these niggas, ayy |
| No double cup, I be sippin' on these niggas, ayy |
| It ain’t no telling, got no feeling for these bitches, ayy |
| She ride my wave 'cause she see I’m getting paid |
| No time for the gossip, I be in and out the way |
| I be in and out the stores, you can catch me getting paid |
| Catch me on the plane, I be in and out of state |
| You can catch me in the VIP, I’m just tryna make a play |
| Call me if you need me, pullin' up (pullin' up, yeah) |
| I know you see me bitch, well eat it up (eat it up yeah) |
| It ain’t no tellin' what is in my cup (what's in your cup, yeah) |
| Fuck your speakers, let me beat it up |
| Call me if you need me, pullin' up (pullin' up, yeah) |
| I know you see me bitch, well eat it up (eat it up yeah) |
| It ain’t no tellin' what is in my cup (what's in your cup, yeah) |
| Fuck your speakers, let me beat it up |
| Rollin' weed to pass the time |
| Cannot smoke, you not matching mine |
| Some of these niggas they have to rhyme |
| My trap is boomin', they after mine |
| Strapped with toolies, gats for crime |
| Came with yours, I’m packing mine |
| Stumbled in your honeycomb |
| Watch them yellow jackets fly |
| Prepared like a field trip |
| And I don’t need no permission slip |
| For all them niggas I kick it with |
| I’ll probably make a million with |
| Fuckin' up the streets in an old school with the chameleon drip |
| Feel the love and the bitterness |
| Blowin' bands, don’t remember it |
| I’m pulling up like exercise, I heard I’m the next to rise |
| I learned if you do not chase your dreams then it will pass you by |
| I’m moving paraphernalia, I just watch that fucker fly |
| She wanna see a shooting star, well fuck the sky, just |
| Call me if you need me, pullin' up (pullin' up, yeah) |
| I know you see me bitch, well eat it up (eat it up yeah) |
| It ain’t no tellin' what is in my cup (what's in your cup, yeah) |
| Fuck your speakers, let me beat it up |
| Call me if you need me, pullin' up (pullin' up, yeah) |
| I know you see me bitch, well eat it up (eat it up yeah) |
| It ain’t no tellin' what is in my cup (what's in your cup, yeah) |
| Fuck your speakers, let me beat it up |
| They cannot be us, they cannot see us, they try to defeat us |
| The pussy I beat up, these tracks man I beat up, 10K for features |
| You ball on a budget, your rent is my luggage, I get money fuck it |
| Ayy beat it up, I beat it up |
| Brought her to the crib and then I beat it up, I eat up |
| Chillin' 'til the morn, your bitch hit my phone |
| Want me beat it up, I’m gone |
| I’m hitting her alone, pull up to her home |
| Put some dick up in her dome |
| Singing this lil song, talkin' 'bout how |
| Call me if you need me, pullin' up (pullin' up, yeah) |
| I know you see me bitch, well eat it up (eat it up yeah) |
| It ain’t no tellin' what is in my cup (it ain’t no tellin', nah) |
| Fuck your speakers, let me beat it up |
| Call me if you need me, pullin' up (pullin' up, yeah) |
| I know you see me bitch, well eat it up (I know you see me) |
| It ain’t no tellin' what is in my cup (what's in your cup, yeah) |
| Fuck your speakers, let me beat it up |