FUCK OFF Lyrics

Fuck off I ain't with none of that bullshit

Never hung with cool kids

Run up get a full clip (Okay okay okay)

Maybe a blade into the face

I'ma break what hold his brain

Raven take and run away

He ain't catchin' up he face down on the flo (Woah)

You can't mess with us if we think you'll fold (Woah)

You don't measure up get better bruh

We don't fuck round with meddlers

And testin' us gon' get yo ass smoked (Woah)

Like a motherboard I'm wired up

I can't ever get tired bruh

But flaugin' ass youngins is some shit that I get tired of

Copy cattin' pussy ass rappers got me fired up

Grab the rope and chain no fifty shades he gon' get tied up

Light him up like Christmas lights his death gon' be a holiday

I can get it in plenty many

Mane a lot of ways

My youngin on the dark web ain't workin' out no office space

Ketamine molly and LSD gon' blast me off in space

Let's go

Hop up in the pit I'm droppin' elbows

She know that I ain't shit but she can't seem to let go

Stackin' bricks on top of bricks and I ain't talkin' Legos

I know my gang solid we finna come test yours

Foe for foe no Wendys it's a brawl youngin

Come on with the pressure I done heard all of the talk of it

Black boots stomp youngins let the blood swamp runneth over

Spill into the gutter still gon' need a mop youngin