f*ck Y’all lyrics
by FattMack
[Chorus]
Ay, I lock in on the mic go the f*ck off (Yeah)
That’s my b*tch and I love her I f*ck raw (Yeah)
Don't ask if I trust you, oh f*ck naw (Nah)
Free Lil’ Ten, I can't wait, till he touchdown (Towndown)
b*tch this Cartier skeleton bustdown (Bustdown)
We see them and we yelling out f*ck y'all (f*ck Y’all)
I give Christian new switches and rundown (Rundown)
Fell in love with these b*tches and gun-sounds (Blrdd)
I don't want her she told me I'm “lowdown”
I know n*ggas who grew up in the Grove house
n*gga mad cause I f*cked on his ho probably
I don't mix with b*tch I like more bodies
Like a virgin I don't f*ck with nobody (Nobody)
'Fore I walk out my door I take more molly (Take more Molly)
Pay my killer yo go and catch more bodies
sh*t we did I hope nobody know about it
[Verse]
sh*t we did I hope nobody find out (Find out)
If he tell what he saw poke his eyes out
I came up off of robbin and zaza (Zaza)
I grew up with no water no Wi-Fi
I extended my clip when im outside
Tryna put me a pus*y on Fox Live
Know I'm bussin my blick when I draw down
Where I'm from it ain't nothing no sunshine
Where I'm from n*ggas slime who they hang 'round (Yeah)
Kick yo door make yo mama dem laydown
I don't joke, why the f*ck would i play around?
This Draco got a hunnid some K 'rounds
This ho seen all this motion and stayed 'round
I don't need this sh*t ain't the same now
Hella switches we crossing the state line
We gon' spin on his block with like 8-9's
[Chorus]
Ay, I lock in on the mic go the f*ck off (f*ck Off)
That’s my b*tch and I love her I f*ck raw (f*ck raw)
Don't ask if I trust you, oh f*ck naw (Nah)
Free Lil’ Ten, I can't wait, till he touchdown
b*tch this Cartier skeleton bustdown (Bustdown)
We see them and we yelling out f*ck y'all (On, God)
I give Christian new switches and rundown (On, God)
Fell in love with these b*tches and gun-sounds
I don't want her she told me I'm “lowdown”
I know n*ggas who grew up in the Grove house
n*gga mad cause I f*cked on his ho probably (Yeah)
I don't mix with b*tch I like more bodies (Yeah)
Like a virgin I don't f*ck with nobody (Nobody)
'Fore I walk out my door I take more molly (Take more Molly)
Pay my killer yo go and catch more bodies
sh*t we did I hope nobody know about it (Yeah)