4h Productions - P.S. FUCK YOU (Bonus Track)

Whoop whoop
Call twelve mother fucker this a gun show
Hop up in this Biddy, bitch yeah we like to run low
And I don't wanna see you mother fucking run slow
Cause if you watch out bitch that's a gun smoke
Hey, and I'm looking for this bitch in my scope
Craig, you a motherfucker and you choke
Yeah, you run up to me then you hop in the V
And yeah motherfucker then you leave
Hold up weave
Hop up on his mother watch me sneeze
And I hop up on this bitty bitch she's sucking sucking on her knees
And I run up on this bitch I blink your screen
And I hop in on this shit because Danny boy, I know that you was talking
How come your sister send me all her pussy pop
And I hop up in this bitty bitch and I'm the coffee shop
And I hop up in this motherfucker Luis talk a lot
And he tried to get up at my boy Josh, like can you cap a lot
Do you got a strap or not I don't know, man
I'm just trying to figure out if we scrap or not
If you're gonna win, I'm the veteran
I don't know why I gotta say this shit again
Because I smacked you and your bitch on my bed
And Mark don't forget when I hit you, man
I come at your neck and then we spread in the bread
And then we look at the check and we see there ain't none of the rest
And we see there ain't none of the rest
But you got arrested after you molested
And you shot your brother in the head that's some bullshit
Why you coming at me pussy talking with a full clip
This about to be a banger
Like the power rangers
These pussies playing games and
That's why I call them Cramer
Looking for my angels
Fight 6 like it's rainbow
Fuck with true it's up but fuck with me then it is fatal
Yeah love true cause I'm a member
Fuck with me, but know I'm better
Ain't no Tyler but I'm the center
All on my own, ain't got no mentor
I ain't new to this I'm veteran
Fuck Lia, that's seven letters
F-U-C-K-L-I-A you caused the fucking credits
Hold I'mma switch the topic, cause oh my damn goodness
Heard you got your shit sucked by someone that you shouldn't
Whatever happens is what happens I don't do no Woulda Coulda Shoulda
Glad you killed your self bitch cause if you didn't then bitch I would of
I'mma fuck on y'all bitches and make them scream like duh
Torren where's the fucking diss, cause I been looking like what
All you bitches talking but I'm laughing like
Lia fake as a BBL
Come to Oxford, got hoes for sale
Fucking on JuJu, what's the tail
I only want you, bitch keep it stale
You dropped your friends for some damn deal
Dick for stay, what the fuck else
Sorry Greg, you ain't take my bail
You walking dead, you trail her like dale
Get it like the walking dead and trailer
How does it feel to know your fucking bitch, you fucking shared her
Fuck I'm sorry I'm literally on a song with you I'll cut the fucking banter
I'mma get into some damn hoes like I'm mother fucking Santa like
Fuckin Asian Reis, what you trying to do
Oh and Nae bitch I'm talking to you too
With the kids, with the bitch, I am with the crew
If you talk, then you walk, bitch you fucking lose
Fucking Reylyn saying she is done and now she cool
But honestly I hope you ain't just so Lia can break in to two
But she will go back like Greg and me with the Duce
Yeah we back, me and Greg back with the Duce
And mark, you ain't getting out of this
If you claim you big, why you fucking on them little kids
Only time you hard, is when you looking at little girls you bitch
If you claim you gangster, get the fuck up bitch and represent
You acting gangster but you ain't shit to me
Just some white trash, who open her legs more then a centipede
You know who you is, I'm done being respectful, I'm done being sweet
I would fucking kill you if Tessa wasn't fucking stopping me
All these people claim to be a gangster but scared to die
Fuck with me I swear that shit is worse then suicide
And fuck it if you somehow off me I promise you will see my guys
Then we'll truly see who you really are inside

Written by:
Joshua Vicari, Greg McGinty

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