Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Zero Fux , by - Lunar C. Song from the album Very Important, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопRelease date: 28.11.2019
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Lunar C
Song language: English
Zero Fux |
| Yo, listen |
| Lunar, Manga, Jehst, yes, yo |
| You’re not on a badman ting, you play badminton |
| Don’t be acting tough, better pack that in |
| 'Cause that shit’s done |
| If you don’t know you better ask someone about me |
| Second album still putting out heat |
| My patience is running out |
| These MC’s get boxed in the fanny |
| I’m sat back watching the Grammys |
| Like what about me? |
| I don’t know why they keep hating |
| But they don’t ever wanna see Jake win |
| And I see MC’s faking |
| Tryna pull a fast one like speed dating |
| Anything, I flip this cash |
| Been doing bits and bats |
| Little bit of this and that |
| Told her I don’t wanna sit and chat |
| Na I just wanna link and smash |
| And my nose don’t grow like Pinnochio |
| No, no, no, no, this is facts |
| Told her I’m a real boy, no strings attached |
| You ain’t ever been this bad |
| Album sounding like a Best Of |
| You should probably get a desk job |
| And your girlfriend’s pussy smells |
| Like white people’s dreadlocks |
| Fresh out of fucks to give |
| I am, techy techy with the flows init |
| Deadly deadly, I just go kill it |
| Pricks wanna run their lips |
| God damn, tell them bitches mind their own business |
| They took the piss, I rubbed their nose in it |
| Fresh out of fucks to give |
| I am, definitely better than everybody |
| Even though I’m slyly blue like cyan |
| Or suttin |
| Grime royalty, you can’t kill me like Diane |
| That’s bait and rude actually |
| Fuck it like the island of Thailand |
| That was smart, geography and that |
| Local, still |
| I’m definitely butters and I still get girls |
| Dr. Bruckitup and Dr. Dolittle |
| When I speak to a goat, I talk to myself |
| Under arrest, they’re forcing theirselves |
| Hype on the net but they’re bored, I can tell |
| How many times can you rhyme drip with drip, on Snap recording yourself |
| Add me, best on this ting, don’t at me |
| Actually I’m really cold like Ashley |
| Get that quickly |
| bar, got a bad B |
| And how your watch is dear like Bambi |
| That’s hard, they were never challenging, tag beef |
| Yeah man, love that, mandem gas me |
| I’m losing the will to live |
| What type of shit is this? |
| Bruv, fuck |
| Fresh out of fucks to give |
| I am, techy techy with the flows init |
| Deadly deadly, I just go kill it |
| Pricks wanna run their lips |
| God damn, tell them bitches mind their own business |
| They took the piss, I rubbed their nose in it |
| Fresh out of fucks to give |
| Yo, these MC’s pop corn, that’s Butterkist |
| Right now I’m fresh out of fucks to give |
| Wish it didn’t have to come to this |
| But I’m coming to your crib where your father and your brother and your sister |
| and your auntie and your uncle and your cousins live |
| Your mother’s right here while I’m writing |
| Got a bud like beer in the backwards |
| For the Buzz Lightyear that I’m lighting |
| This that shit |
| The smell and the sound loud, that’s how lives |
| It’s that piff, smoke in the air, nose following the scent like Bisto kids |
| Did a few bits in your bits |
| Made a few ends in your ends |
| Might’ve had a little fling with your bit |
| But I ain’t never made friends with your friends |
| You’re begging it, that mayo got egg in it |
| The recipe ain’t got no sweg in it |
| Better never say shit to my face 'cause I’m fresh out of fucks to give |
| So celibate |
| That’s a chastity belt |
| Clash any sound for the champion belt |
| These yout’s might get lashed with the belt |
| 'Cause if it isn’t heard then it has to be felt |