Fu Sh*t lyrics

Aye gang
You was talking that sh*t but you don't want no smoke
Run up on me and somebody gone float
She finna top me after my show
I cannot cuff me no thot I can't cuff me no ho
I just been moving real slow cause I poured me four
n*ggas been opping but little do they know
AR-15 with the f*cking scope
End up bussing if ya take one step
So that n*gga like this sh*t as Hi-C
Give a f*ck if a b*tch like me
She gone f*ck cause my wrist icy
And she gone eat all that motherf*cking icing
That b*tch f*ck n*gga say he want fight me
Hollow tips struck him like lighting
Why do f*ck n*ggas act trifling?
Gotta up the motherf*cking pike
And
With the gang like Teen Titans
If I get booked again I'm still not writing

I cannot rat cannot givе a statement
Burn a n*gga leavе a f*ck n*gga naked
Take his sh*t leave that boy on the pavement
Eyes purple like a motherf*cking raven
Give a f*ck bout what the n*gga claiming
Still don't got a clue who shot you
Shout out the plug bring the forest log too
All the lies they be telling they not truth
Just ride with me shawty I got you
If you not real then I'm finna drop you
Cause sorry I really need this money and got to
Contradicting everything that you rap bout
All that hood sh*t you really cap bout
Foot in your b*tch and I made her ass tap out
You's a rat you gone air the whole trap out
All black everything like a blackout
Still selling 8 buds and they cracked now
Still posted on my motherf*cking block
Sharp n*gga running where the sh*t get hot
Still can't be out past 12'o clock
Cause my f*cking P.O. on a n*gga c*ck
Free SD f*ck the police
Them n*ggas that hate it they all finna see
I'll rocked all my jewelry with G-Star jeans
I be feeling so fresh I be feeling so clean
I'm a black star all the b*tches on me
I always keep a good stack never phoney
I always keep a few racks all up on me
Getting head on the phone caught me zoning
n*ggas talk tough but they really won't do sh*t
Chop a tree up or low with them chew sticks
Stop feeding into all of that fu sh*t