The Fuccbois - It's a Ufoe

Don't kill my vibe
I don't wanna talk to you, bitch I don't got the time
I'm dodging haters, I'm switching from left to right
Uh
I don't wanna be mean
But this is my life
You gotta respect it
I don't want you begging
You gotta respect it
I don't want you begging, motherfucker
We posing for pictures
Them flashes bright as fuck, though
We got money to burn, though
So it's all good, bro
We worked hard to get where we are
We're fucking legends
Not some stars
From the ground up we topped the charts
We finding our way, we've come so far
Come so far
We're finding our way
We've come so far, uh
Yeah, Star
Popping caps, peeling caps
Popping tabs
Thug life and drug life is mixed, where you at
I can't see through the fog, where's the blunt they tryna pass?
Bitches everywhere and they giving up the ass
I got a free pass cuz I got the green stacks
See, rap and me, got attracted, G
Tracks are masterpieces, we got the whole team lit
We smoking dope like some teen kids
I seen shit
Whiny as fuck, like we're wearing 'preme shit
Gather up the clique and start loading the clips
We keep an eye out for the feds while getting head
Ain't tryna end up with another boi dead
Peeling caps, twisting caps
Getting twisted off of fat blunts
In the park, looking up at stars
Hotboxing in the car while we parked
You looking down the barrel if you come out after dark
Yeah
Yung Thicc Boi, Yungity Boi
Yungtion Bridge
I don't sing
I spit this verse
Spit these words
Don't mess with Lil' Turt
Or you'll get murked
Smoking purp'
Thuggers lurk
Turt, burp
Ah, fiddlesticks, this shit is lit
My shit is fire
I'll leave you in a dire state
Star
Eating
Cake
Yungity Thiccity Boi
Smoking a crack pipe
Blood, Crips, all them bois die
That's the end of the song

Written by:
Fernando Gonzalez, Jake Perry, William Hunter

Publisher:
Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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