Fuck Y'all

When my shit drop I get all the love

But fuck y'all

When my shit come out it be bopping up in all the clubs

So fuck y'all

If you ever thought that you was going hard as us

Fuck y'all, fuck y'all, fuck y'all

And still fuck the police too

You can do some corny shit and get paid

You can buy the nigga swag and get laid

You can blow up or let the shit stay

Shit that I've been going through since 5th grade

Smoking weed, I been drinking beer

I ain't worked a real job in 6 years

My time is money, my time is fucking money

Slip before we fucking start it

Now get that shit clear man

Niggas hardly home gotta call us on the plane

Here it's Mr. Div man the niggas clocking dane

Turn head around your brain

I put you out your pain

Living next door off his feet

Tell me what you know about that plane

Look man I'm walking back

Div talking like I'm Pac Div

When I'm out in traffic it's almost like pack Div

Mac 10 for life, bango I got old stripes

No hype, we ain't matching numbers that's our old price

Cash cheque getting squealers got the scripts for can niggas

Yea I'm cool but them niggers is on some weak pillars

In the hood to the white boys with quick silver

Out the park with the shit I think I'm prince Philly

When you're raw you push that thing to the limit

We just finna kinda profit I'ma swim in a minute

I don't speed at the limit, move how I wanna move

Knuckle head nigga I'ma do what I wanna do

When my shit drop I get all the love

But fuck y'all

When my shit come out it beat up in all the clubs

So fuck y'all

If you ever thought that you was going hard as us

Fuck y'all , fuck y'all , fuck y'all

And still fuck the police too

Fuck the police too

Fuck 'em , we dodge 'em then we duck 'em

Put your head out they gon' cuff 'em

Guns drawn they gonna buck 'em

No discussion they kick the door and they rush in

They heat this cock and they bust in

You feed 'em really gets nothing dog

These niggas awfully and lawful

They breaking inside your quarry

That just means they probably gon' rob you

They actin' holy in public before I compare the impostor

Abusing the constitution and quit decoding the gospel

The laws supposed to be talking about bitches and weed

Money and bling those sort of things you know

It seems to be what's in but when have you ever know enough

To do what seems to be the trend

I keep bitching at the pen

Won't sell my soul to the media for spins

In this cheesy fucking biz I'm out

When my shit drop I get all the love

But fuck y'all

When my shit come out it beat up in all the clubs

So fuck y'all

If you ever thought that you was going hard as us

Fuck y'all , fuck y'all , fuck y'all

And still fuck the police too

Fuck the police too

You know that this is just to give the nigga we was born a boss

Fuck 'em , you getting on that weed was on y'all

It's hard to get along in this motherfucking dead zone

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Sarah Palin bitch white politic

Diplomatic immunity on a dick

Corporate in a shit in a shit innocence

Opposite and I get it all of it

Getting all of it, all about my bisness

I'm tacking shiteous new bugatti's hideous

Young and the intelligent the motherfucking idiots

Living in experience y'all be on some full of shit

When my shit drop I get all the love

But fuck y'all

When my shit come out it beat up in all the clubs

So fuck y'all

If you ever thought that you was going hard as us

Fuck y'all, fuck y'all, fuck y'all

And still fuck the police too

Fuck the police too