Unknown Rap Song lyrics

[Intro]
Rub your titties
If you nice weave

[Verse 1]
f*ck you
You a pus*y n*gga anyway
While you talk about me
Tell'em how I rode your face
Memphis Ten where we get it in
Money over everything
Chicks be f*cking just to win
First 48 is the scene
I can kill a b*tch dream
Till you see me in my jeans
If that's ya n*gga
Tell him stay up out my ringer
Bout to clock it back
Watch me shoot my middle finger
Like
[Chorus]
f*ck you
f*ck you
f*ck you
f*ck you
Jive records I said
f*ck you
f*ck you
f*ck you
Michelle from Straight from the ass blog I'm like
f*ck you
f*ck you
Smelling like a fish market
f*ck you
f*ck you
You angry b*tches I'm like
f*ck you
I'm all give y'all some T-shirt that say
I hate K.Michelle
All you hating b*tch


[Verse 2]
f*ck you
And them b*tches that you came with
Why ugly b*tches always wanna talk the most sh*t
Dumb sh*t sweet valley high sh*t
Really man f*ck you and your whole clique
I'm from Memphis
Jump a gate slap a b*tch
I ain't in the streets
And I ain't with that sh*t
I see a lot of n*ggas
But not a lot of men
All of a sudden stranger b*tches tryna be my friend

[Chorus]
f*ck you
For real tho I don't know none of you hoes I don't
f*ck you
f*ck you
Tell Sally Mann
f*ck you
f*ck you
f*ck you
f*ck you
To that flight attendant
That didn't want to get me another drink
f*ck you
f*ck you
f*ck you
f*ck you