Fuk U Pay Me lyrics

[Chorus: Young Dolph]
Still driving these b*tches crazy
Forever got a due to the fact that the streets made me
She asked can she hit the weed, I said "That's ok with me"
But I'm still screaming "Fuk u pay me"
Fuk u pay me (x6)
I ain't be feeling like doing sh*t but counting paper lately
All of my b*tches be wanting to have threesomes lately

[Verse 1: 2 Chainz]
I'm in the back of the back when I back out
Wrapped like a man inside of a crack house
Everybody know I'm a fashionista
Trap jumping up like Stackhouse
Everybody know what that's about
Swag up to my forehead, Miami from a [?] day
Drinking lean on a moped
Inner shake down for some romance
Look me in the eyes like a grown man
Seen a girl from high school
Busting moves on a pole dance
Southside Atlanta sh*t
Might boss the world with some counterfeits
Tell a n*gga it's sold out, killed the game #PaulBearer
I ain't packing for some more there
Long money, long hair
Long nose, leave you long gone
Stretch you out like a lawn chair
Fuk u pay me, kick your sh*t like Solange there
Comfortable like Hermès, drive a ho crazy #AirBags
[Chorus: Young Dolph]
Still driving these b*tches crazy
Forever got a due to the fact that the streets made me
She asked can she hit the weed, I said "That's ok with me"
But I'm still screaming "Fuk u pay me"
Fuk u pay me (x6)
I ain't be feeling like doing sh*t but counting paper lately
All of my b*tches be wanting to have threesomes lately

[Verse 2: Young Dolph]
You owe me mula, where's my guala ?
You ain't got it ? We got problems
Got to send my partner them shotters
I mean them shooters
In the club ordering bottles, strictly for the models
Throw a band's worth of Versace, get on one side on my closet
f*ck the sh*t out of little mama and drive her Looney Tunes
Play with me, I'll introduce you to the Gooney Tunes
These n*ggas trash, sweep them up, I need a broom
The b*tch's n*gga she ditched on us and then met me out the room
Showed up in that trench coat, caught butt naked like Robin Givens
Sexy pretty ass ghetto b*tch straight from out Memphis
Scream out that droptop : "Fuk u pay me"
You better keep that Glock out, boy you know these streets shaded
Where the f*ck you've been lately ?
[Chorus: Young Dolph]
Still driving these b*tches crazy
Forever got a due to the fact that the streets made me
She asked can she hit the weed, I said "That's ok with me"
But I'm still screaming "Fuk u pay me"
Fuk u pay me (x6)
I ain't be feeling like doing sh*t but counting paper lately
All of my b*tches be wanting to have threesomes lately