letra de fuck you - ak bandamont
[verse 1]
(tuh) made it out that trench i was stuck bout myself
i got balenciaga on my feet but i got louis on my belt
i got the chopper kick stand in, but the glock top of the shelf
i was robbin servin fein, that’s how i got to the wealth uhh
(tuh) i don’t trust sh-t not even myself why would i trust you
them n-ggas stab me in my back, n-gga f-ck you
i left the crib and went to houston brown but i got pup too
she pretty but i heard the kitty burn, i can’t touch you
(tuh) i just took my last pill i’m aggravated
my whole finna family been through h-ll, i bro u had to make it
i put a brink in my barber’s chair because i had to take it
i got roseza in my wood so i had to face it
this b-tch feeling on herself but she isn’t m-st-rbating
she itching n-gga, that’s my main fein shе finna grab the eighth
(tuh) this is not the weed, this is thе white baby
i was at the gv’s sell the molly’s the white ladies
i told her how to cook a brink now she’s the lunch lady
i can do a song in five minutes because i punch crazy
orleans shopping but i’m swiping ships, you know i punch crazy
she said she’s pregnant it’s not mine, i had to punch the baby
i can teach you about this sh-t, bruh i can be a teacher
bro did a cpn in the next two days, he was in a beemer
i’mma f-ck the hoe all night but not about to eat her
(tuh) i’mma get a n-gga wacked, i know the grim reaper
white n-gga capping like he tuff, you really slim jesus
b-tch said she want a coney dog, i made her eat p-n-s
i sent my d-ck up in her mouth, i got this b-tch feining
(tuh) and i hit her from the back, i got the b-tch screaming
she said i hit this one spot, i got this b-tch creaming
(tuh) i just drank a eighth of wock, i’m in this b-tch leaning
and my auntie old as h-ll, she look like miss glee
i put that tray five out like i’m the slim reaper
making money all night, f-cking hoes all night
taking pills all night, been slipping drank all night
i think it’s time to go because i been in this b-tch all night
been lurking for the opps all night
these b-tches did me wrong now i’m broke, it’s alright
i’m on adam’s block, cutting down all white
i got the b-tches, they get together all fight
i been jigging banks because i live a fraud life
sure my auntie made a pie, i’mma need a tall slice
and then i shot a n-gga in the trap, i saw mice
(uh) n-ggas wearing wires tryna send me down for life
shot a n-gga in his face and left his ass with no sight
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