f*ck Me Too lyrics

[Intro]
Wait hold up, I'm 'bout to turn this b*tch up (Ayy)

[Chorus: 1Take Jay]
Like the county, all I see is all blues
She love the Crips, but she big SuWoo
I got that di*k that make her do what it do
If I was you, I'd probably f*ck me too
Like the county, all I see is all blues
She love the Crips, but she big SuWoo
I got that di*k that make her do what it do
If I was you, I'd probably f*ck me too
Like the county, all I see is all blues
She love the Crips, but she big SuWoo
I got that di*k that make her do what it do
If I was you, I'd probably f*ck me too

[Verse 1: Problem]
Baby always struck me as a smart chick
Now get over here and hop all on this boss di*k
Countin' money all day, I'm exhausted
f*cked baby twice, then I tossed it (let her go)
Countin' money all day, I'm exhausted (I'm so tired)
n*gga drippin' like a f*cked up faucet
Damn!
Boy I'm with the business like a office
Damn, damn, damn, damn!
That cutie with the booty tryna do something to me
Tell these rap n*ggas stop woofin' before I do somethin'
My n*ggas like Steph with the range, have 'em hoppin' out the rain
Got a hundred in each drum, they ain't even gotta aim
Just let it go
[Chorus: 1Take Jay]
Like the county, all I see is all blues
She love the Crips, but she big SuWoo
I got that di*k that make her do what it do
If I was you, I'd probably f*ck me too
Like the county, all I see is all blues
She love the Crips, but she big SuWoo
I got that di*k that make her do what it do
If I was you, I'd probably f*ck me too
If I was you, I'd probably f*ck me too
If I was you, I'd probably f*ck me too
If I was you, I'd probably f*ck me too
f*ck me, f*ck me, f*ck me too

[Verse 2: Casanova]
I'm from the Big Apple
You could be a grown ass man, I'll still kidnap you
Gat to your back like "Get in the whip, n*gga"
I'm a Blood, and I f*ck with Crip n*ggas that'll hit n*gga
'Til the clip done
It's a million ways to die, n*gga you should pick one
Ridin' in that hoopty and that sh*t got high mileage
Bouncin' up and down 'cause that b*tch got hydraulics
You would think I'm in the West but I'm ridin' by Ragamuffin
Strap on my lap, muf*cka, ain't hiding nothin'
I don't really want to, but you n*ggas forced me
Yeah I'm in the Porsche, if I crash it's gon' cost me
They see a n*gga on, now these n*ggas wanna hawk me
Saw me with Wyclef, it was killin' n*ggas softly
Problem
If these n*ggas want a problem, just get a greenlight, I'll red dot 'em
Boom boom boom
[Interlude: Saviii 3rd]
We gon' do that sh*t like this, hol' up
That n*gga Problem told me to just gas these motherf*ckers first n*ggas 'bout time
Hol' up
Look

[Verse 3: Saviii 3rd]
Ahead of my time, tryna stop my shine
Every chance I get I'm representin' every time
Now she on my line, cause she see me poppin'
Problem know if it's a problem, call up Sav' and I'ma solve it
Ain't no pocket rocket, P89 Ruger, do ya
She ain't got no cash for the gas, b*tch Uber
Know a n*gga nothin' in this hood but a goober
Baby I'm a joint, he a loser
Lose him, I do this
Watch my do my dance like Shooter
Watch me f*ck it up like Shooter
I make it look easy
But I promise it's a real meaning to these therapeutic verses I be speaking
Lookin' at your team and my team, and I was thinking
Your squad full of clowns, but you probably the weakest
I was with the heathens, got a little booty call from Niqua
She talkin' 'bout she pregnant, finna keep it
n*gga that's on Jesus
I ain't goin' for it, b*tch beat it
Blue notes singing like Anita
Flex for no reason
Let the wrong n*gga get some baggage, you can tell I never had it I be extra and dramatic n*gga