f*ck You Gon Say lyrics

[Hook]
Ya I'm f*cking your b*tch what the f*ck you gon' say to me
What the f*ck you gon' say
Big face on my wrist what the f*ck you gon' say to me
What the f*ck you gon' say
Ya I'm strapped right now what the f*ck you gon' say to me
What the f*ck you gon' say
f*ck around and get downed, pus*y n*gga don't play with me

[Verse 1]
What the f*ck they gon' say to me
You don't know what I've been through pus*y don't play with me
Got shooters on my team they be like I'll shoot whoever with him get left with him
Whoever playing getting laid out
Murk n*ggas then its back to the pent house
f*ck n*ggas got a problem we gon' clip up
Slide to the Glock get a drop hit them up
I just bought a [?] they call me [?]
If a n*gga want a problem then I riding to his door with the [?]
I smoked too much weed that I feel like I don't want to smoke no more
And If a n*gga try to rob me it ain't no [?] so I know they won't
What's up with these n*ggas I don't call it beef cause they beef over hoes
And it's just me and my n*ggas we've been in the corners four deep in the Rolls
And we [?] no beef for you n*ggas just [?] for your hoes
f*ck n*gga she chose, real n*ggas let's go
Is it my fault that your b*tch want to chill with a real n*gga
All my n*ggas sh*t we stand on couches and we spill liquor
Is it my fault that your b*tch want to chill with a real n*gga
Your b*tch so freaky I don't even mind just chilling with her
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[Verse 2]
I be moving through the field, with my 40 plan shotgun
Don't be staring hard at my jewels you f*ck around and catch a hot one
Try to rob me I rob you, pus*y n*gga we are not dumb
Guarantee to be a DOA n*gga that'll be the outcome
Real n*gga what up we certified
We don't argue with n*ggas we clip fire
Let my team go hard my strip ride
They said they rolled on us them n*ggas lied
Mac burn your block like car tires
These n*ggas emotional call [?]
Look at my neck check out my diamonds
Keep the sac on me cause I'm grinding
And my big face Rollies are perfect timing
And for them rat ass n*ggas catch them and blast them n*ggas
We ain't worried about hoes we be past them b*tches
We be alley opping sh*t of the glass my n*gga
Weirdo ass n*gga called my phone about a b*tch I had to laugh my n*gga
Clown ass n*gga that's a hoe move
That's why when your b*tch with me ain't no rules
I f*cked your b*tch on the yacht out Cancun
She mopped me off I'm in my boat shoes, oooh

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