Fuck You

Verse1: Look, all these fake bitches try and test my shit

all these desperate little hoes makin' every man vomit

whip out my glock shoot the fake bitches away they the prey

betta' run away

I never wanted to be rude and all these problems got us fucked

but ya damn attitude got me ina' bad mood you said you was sorry

but right after that you continued to hurt me

when I thought ya'll were my family

I gotta run away from these toxic ass hoes

jumping through these windows, but like a virus it still grows

I really tried to make it better tried to get rid of the pressure

but now all I am is trash to you? Get the fuck out my crew

ooh, ooh are you hurt baby? do you need an ice pack

Call a doctor honey

Nobody wanna help yo bitch ass

surpass the dumbass with a slash to the face

as I stand over ya body with elegance and grace.

 

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