Get TF Out My Face lyrics

by

Birdman


[Intro: Rich Homie Quan]
Yeah, yeah, hey
Got my n*gga Thugga with me
(Hey, could you move please?)
Haha (Shoo, thanks), Rich Homie Baby!

[Pre-Chorus: Rich Homie Quan & Young Thug]
Paparazzi trying to take pictures
Tell them folk to get the f*ck out my face (Get the f*ck out my face)
I don't f*ck with 12
'Cause I heard they be listening to a n*gga conversation (Motherf*ck police)
I f*cked a n*gga b*tch, now he trippin'
Better tell him get the f*ck out my face
I got it tucked in my jeans and I got my n*gga Thug with me
And he gon' tell you get the f*ck out my face

[Chorus: Young Thug & Rich Homie Quan]
Boy, get the f*ck out my face (Get the f*ck out my face)
Please get the f*ck out my face (Get the f*ck out my face)
Please get the f*ck out my face
(Please, get the f*ck out my face)
Someone get him out my face (Please, get the f*ck out my face)
Please get the f*ck out my motherf*cking face (Boy, get the f*ck out my face)
Please get the f*ck out my motherf*cking face
Please get the f*ck out my motherf*cking face
(Boy, get the f*ck out my face)
Please get the f*ck out my face
[Verse 1: Young Thug]
Hundreds stashed in Robins (Hundreds stashed in Robins)
I won't tell nobody (I won't tell nobody)
I won't touch your body (I won't touch you, baby)
Ass soft as jelly
I'm the real Tony Montana
I got fifty naked b*tches on a banana boat (Wow)
Your jewelry sunny, Young Thugger need loc's
My water heavy, I need me a float (Brr)
He got them birds in the fender bender (Nope)
Thugger let your b*tch suck him up in rentals (Ooh)
Call me with the deal like a f*cking pickle (Yeah)
I just went platinum like a f*cking nickel(Mane)
How the hell you think I won't go? (What?)
How the f*ck you feel I ain't go?
Everything I say I stand up to it (What?)
n*gga count M's like he f*ckin' Jewish
I can't read substitute rights (Ayy)
Get the f*ck out my face, or else we fight (What?)
I hate that we the next superstar boy (Why?)
If you don't know why tell them, Quan

[Pre-Chorus: Rich Homie Quan & Young Thug]
Paparazzi trying to take pictures
Tell them folk to get the f*ck out my face (Get the f*ck out my face)
I don't f*ck with 12
'Cause I heard they be listening to a n*gga conversation (Motherf*ck police)
I f*cked a n*gga b*tch, now he trippin'
Better tell him get the f*ck out my face
I got it tucked in my jeans and I got my n*gga Thug with me
And he gon' tell you get the f*ck out my face
[Chorus: Young Thug & Rich Homie Quan]
Boy, get the f*ck out my face (Get the f*ck out my face)
Please get the f*ck out my face (Get the f*ck out my face)
Please get the f*ck out my face
(Please, get the f*ck out my face)
Someone get him out my face (Please, get the f*ck out my face)
Please get the f*ck out my motherf*cking face (Boy, get the f*ck out my face)
Please get the f*ck out my motherf*cking face
Please get the f*ck out my motherf*cking face
(Boy, get the f*ck out my face)
Please get the f*ck out my face

[Verse 2: Rich Homie Quan]
Get the f*ck out my face unless you owe me some money(Get back)
Get the f*ck out my face, f*ck n*gga where the hell
You was at when a n*gga had nothing! (Where you was at?)
I'm talking when a n*gga he was hustling (I was hustling)
I'm talking about the pork 'n beans and weenies
I was eating every night before the grubbing (Before the steak)
I'm talking 'bout a little money I was getting
'Fore eighteen, way before the clubbing
Now I got my sack right, n*gga, still in the trap house kitchen
Let some of my money come up missing (Fa, fa)
f*ck around, slap the sh*t out of all these n*ggas
Trap house bunkin' got all these pistols
My n*gga Thug wrist broke doing all that whipping (Whip, whip)
And I got a .44, I ain't gotta call no killer (Naw, n*gga)
More money, more problems,I can solve that issue (Let's go)
If it's off my hip I'ma pull that motherf*cker back just like a slingshot
And you ain't hold your homie down like you 'posed to(Nah)
'Cause you ain't never even heard of a Green Dot (You don't know)
He ain't got all that sh*t he say
He ain't 'bout rappers trying to be this way (Haha)
Please boy, I see folks trying to take pictures so I'm like
Hold up, wait, freeze boy
[Pre-Chorus: Rich Homie Quan & Young Thug]
Paparazzi trying to take pictures
Tell them folk to get the f*ck out my face (Get the f*ck out my face)
I don't f*ck with 12
'Cause I heard they be listening to a n*gga conversation (Motherf*ck police)
I f*cked a n*gga b*tch, now he trippin'
Better tell him get the f*ck out my face
I got it tucked in my jeans and I got my n*gga Thug with me
And he gon' tell you get the f*ck out my face

[Chorus: Young Thug & Rich Homie Quan]
Boy, get the f*ck out my face (Get the f*ck out my face)
Please get the f*ck out my face (Get the f*ck out my face)
Please get the f*ck out my face
(Please, get the f*ck out my face)
Someone get him out my face (Please, get the f*ck out my face)
Please get the f*ck out my motherf*cking face (Boy, get the f*ck out my face)
Please get the f*ck out my motherf*cking face
Please get the f*ck out my motherf*cking face
(Boy, get the f*ck out my face)
Please get the f*ck out my face

[Outro: Rich Homie Quan]
Paparazzi trying to take pictures
Tell the folk to get the f*ck out my face
I don't f*ck with 12
'Cause I heard they be listening to a n*gga conversation
I f*cked a n*gga b*tch and I ain't trippin
Better tell him get the f*ck out my face
Hey, hey, hey
Get the f*ck out my face, yeah
Get the f*ck out my face
f*ck n*gga, get the f*ck out my face
If I don't know you, better get the f*ck out my face
Yeah, yeah
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