Foolio - Fuck That
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{Intro}
Everybody demons 'til it's time to go to hell
These niggas cliquing up
I herad the whole city lookin' for me, the whole city want my ass
Boy I swear to God, I got iron though
These niggas dick riding
Don't get pregnant, all that dickriding boy
Boy that Glock on me
6
{Chorus}
Just left out South with a hundred missed calls
Everybody mad like why y'all beat Lil Pop at the mall?
I'm like f*ck that, he know what it is
These niggas mad we up like five bodies in the field
Put on my ski, call up P, I'm tryna shoot some threes
And ask White, I was his nigga, why I took his beef
And on the other end I heard the whole city wanna murder me
I'll drop my address, I'm on 1646 West 45th Street
{Verse}
Name a f***** rapper in the city ever play with me
Slidin' back to back, we went toe but went three for three
f*ck that, you just a singer, call you Pleasure P
f*ck that, I heard these n****s wanna murder me
No Quando, Tip just filled that chopper up
Lil Kenny hangin' out that window
Kojack screamin' they can't f*ck with us
I'm TTB 'cause we trained to bust
Oh you a demon? well that chopper turned his whole team to angeldust
Could've killed a rapper but Lil Ron f*cked the drill up
Bitch I'm out my body eatin' mollies, I'm pilled up
But like a pedophile, these lil boys, they gon' feel us
We terrorize the city, made that Ace and Poppa link up
Nigga had the nerve to say f*ck Kendrick and f*ck them my brothers
I swear we blacked out, beat his ass, it was a lil scuffle
Go'n drop that bag on his head, ain't talkin' 'bout duffel
I'm antisocial, ain't friendly, I'm feelin' like f*ck 'em
I swear to God we in the streets for real
You better ask --- how that Glock-23 feel
And I'm doin' this without a deal
He sold his soul for them Rolls
Swear to God I don't know how that feel
{Chorus}
Just left out South with a hundred missed calls
Everybody mad like why y'all beat Lil Pop at the mall?
I'm like f*ck that, he know what it is
These niggas mad we up like five bodies in the field
Put on my ski, call up P, I'm tryna shoot some threes
And ask White, I was his nigga, why I took his beef
And on the other end I heard the whole city wanna murder me
I'll drop my address, I'm on 1646 West 45th Street
{Outro}
I ain't gon' even keep going, I could've keep going and put some ball up, but I'm like f*ck it
Like bro, f*ck that, f*ck everything
All that cliquing up, I'm with the same niggas I been with
Everybody demons 'til it's time to go to hell, for real
I'm with the same niggas
I ain't clique up yet bruh
Everybody demons 'til it's time to go to hell, you feel me?
I ain't switch up yet bruh
Everybody demons 'til it's time to go to hell
Everybody demons 'til it's time to go to hell man, stand on that
{Intro}
Everybody demons 'til it's time to go to hell
These niggas cliquing up
I herad the whole city lookin' for me, the whole city want my ass
Boy I swear to God, I got iron though
These niggas dick riding
Don't get pregnant, all that dickriding boy
Boy that Glock on me
6
{Chorus}
Just left out South with a hundred missed calls
Everybody mad like why y'all beat Lil Pop at the mall?
I'm like f*ck that, he know what it is
These niggas mad we up like five bodies in the field
Put on my ski, call up P, I'm tryna shoot some threes
And ask White, I was his nigga, why I took his beef
And on the other end I heard the whole city wanna murder me
I'll drop my address, I'm on 1646 West 45th Street
{Verse}
Name a f***** rapper in the city ever play with me
Slidin' back to back, we went toe but went three for three
f*ck that, you just a singer, call you Pleasure P
f*ck that, I heard these n****s wanna murder me
No Quando, Tip just filled that chopper up
Lil Kenny hangin' out that window
Kojack screamin' they can't f*ck with us
I'm TTB 'cause we trained to bust
Oh you a demon? well that chopper turned his whole team to angeldust
Could've killed a rapper but Lil Ron f*cked the drill up
Bitch I'm out my body eatin' mollies, I'm pilled up
But like a pedophile, these lil boys, they gon' feel us
We terrorize the city, made that Ace and Poppa link up
Nigga had the nerve to say f*ck Kendrick and f*ck them my brothers
I swear we blacked out, beat his ass, it was a lil scuffle
Go'n drop that bag on his head, ain't talkin' 'bout duffel
I'm antisocial, ain't friendly, I'm feelin' like f*ck 'em
I swear to God we in the streets for real
You better ask --- how that Glock-23 feel
And I'm doin' this without a deal
He sold his soul for them Rolls
Swear to God I don't know how that feel
{Chorus}
Just left out South with a hundred missed calls
Everybody mad like why y'all beat Lil Pop at the mall?
I'm like f*ck that, he know what it is
These niggas mad we up like five bodies in the field
Put on my ski, call up P, I'm tryna shoot some threes
And ask White, I was his nigga, why I took his beef
And on the other end I heard the whole city wanna murder me
I'll drop my address, I'm on 1646 West 45th Street
{Outro}
I ain't gon' even keep going, I could've keep going and put some ball up, but I'm like f*ck it
Like bro, f*ck that, f*ck everything
All that cliquing up, I'm with the same niggas I been with
Everybody demons 'til it's time to go to hell, for real
I'm with the same niggas
I ain't clique up yet bruh
Everybody demons 'til it's time to go to hell, you feel me?
I ain't switch up yet bruh
Everybody demons 'til it's time to go to hell
Everybody demons 'til it's time to go to hell man, stand on that