Hayd3n - F Off

Stop the hating stop the talk yeah
I been faded from the jump yeah
I don't want talk bout the rum in my cup Fuck off yeah
I'm still riding in that truck yeah, always got a blunt lit
I got two hoes in the back, I can't ever just pick one bitch
Stop the hating stop the talk yeah
I been faded from the jump yeah
I don't wan' talk bout the rum in my cup Fuck off yeah
I'm still riding in that truck yeah, always got a blunt lit
I got two hoes in the back, I can't ever just pick one bitch

I can't trust no one cause everyone gone go switch
Boutta cop a gun, they been watching and I notice
I just gotta blow this, yeah yeah I have to
Boutta throw my phone away cause all I hear is bad news
They look at me different cause I like getting them tattoos
Angels on my skin, but that shit help with my attitude
Stop asking if I'm mad, baby I can't be mad at you
Known you since the jump, so I really get that vibe with you
I would go get some yeah
I would go get some money if I was you
I got something in my system
Yeah I got a druggie tooth

Yeah I been chilling in the Chuck, I can't wait till I get out
I been walking round this mic yeah I been sitting in my house
I been on the phone with Twin yeah he saying he down
I can't hear what you say yeah the gas too loud

Stop the hating stop the talk yeah
I been faded from the jump yeah
I don't want talk bout the rum in my cup Fuck off yeah
I'm still riding in that truck yeah, always got a blunt lit
I got two hoes in the back, I can't ever just pick one bitch
Stop the hating stop the talk yeah
I been faded from the jump yeah
I don't wan' talk bout the rum in my cup Fuck off yeah
I'm still riding in that truck yeah, always got a blunt lit
I got two hoes in the back, I can't ever just pick one bitch
Stop the hating stop the talk yeah
I been faded from the jump yeah
I don't want talk bout the rum in my cup Fuck off yeah
I'm still riding in that truck yeah, always got a blunt lit
I got two hoes in the back, I can't ever just pick one bitch
Stop the hating stop the talk yeah
I been faded from the jump yeah
I don't wan' talk bout the rum in my cup Fuck off yeah
I'm still riding in that truck yeah, always got a blunt lit
I got two hoes in the back, I can't ever just pick one bitch

Written by:
Hay Newhouse

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