[Intro: MTFR]
Eldr
Yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Ayy, ayy
[Verse 1: MTFR]
Peel the skirt above the pussy
Let that bitch know I ain't a rookie and I came with the shits
One-hand bandit, I'm fingering a clit
Gold in my mouth, gold wrapper for my dick
These hoes make me sick and these fuck niggas too
I done said it ain't shit, what the fuck you gon' do?
954 with my veins Four Loko for the pain
And I keep that curse word in my name
I done told you niggas, goddamnit, I done told you niggas
I got so much to say
They never should've gave a nigga like me money
I got Sour Patch Kids for days and fuck a wave
I'm the perfect storm for this rap shit
Gold House the faction and y'all can't put me in a lane
I do what the fuck I want, when I want
And still make time to chop down you lames
[Chorus: Fukkit & MTFR]
Said I done told you nigga
Ayy, said I done told you niggas
Lotta fuck niggas near me, I done told you niggas
And y'all tryna be with us but my circle tight enough
I gotta keep it way it is 'cause none of us is rollin' with ya
Ayy, I told you niggas, I'm a loaded nigga
I just need a [?] because I'm loaded, nigga
No games with ya pussy niggas, don't go overlookin' it
Could send a smile at your bitch, she prolly over lookin', nigga (Ayy, look, ayy)
[Verse 2: Fukkit]
I said I'm rollin' with that skrilla
Got that pack on four figures
Nigga, all y'all softer than a pillow pet
I'll prolly kill you niggas
Swisher full of killin', nigga
I been drillin', nigga
Runnin' laps, see me run that .44 [?]
Bitch nigga, you was never with it, and that's genuine
Shotty to the temple, man, that temple [?] with 'em
I was back like [?] with 'em
[?] if I bang with 'em
President status, sniffin' on that John McCain, nigga, yah
[Chorus: Fukkit]
Ayy, said I done told you niggas
Lotta fuck niggas near me, I done told you niggas
And y'all tryna be with us but my circle tight enough
I gotta keep it way it is 'cause none of us is rollin' with ya
Ayy, I told you niggas, I'm a loaded nigga
I just need a [?] because I'm loaded, nigga
No games with ya pussy niggas, don't go overlookin' it
Could send a smile at your bitch, she prolly over lookin', nigga (Ayy)
[Verse 3: Fukkit & MTFR]
I been sick with it, shoving sticks in my mouth so I'm faded
Highly sedated, and lately, been well-enabled
To cut and stitch up a sentence
Lotta other niggas act pretentious, stop pretending
I'm a fuckin' living legend
Not to mention that I'm lyrical
Nigga talkin' shit, I know they trippin'
But I wet 'em, leave 'em floatin' like a swimming pool
Back up in this rap shit, backin' up my tactics
Tackling fishy niggas, bait and tackle for you catfish (Ayy)
[Verse 4: MTFR]
Hook, line, sinker, big thinker, bigger dick
If you ain't gon' take my word, check the picture from your bitch
I been in and out of lobbies, stickin' mamis like a hobby
Got so many bodies on me 'cause I R.I.P. the pussy
R.I.P. the rookies, R.I.P. to those who overlook me
Rest in peace you piece of shit, this nigga though he could've shook me
Quit, put me, lock me in the penn, lock me up, I'm full of sin
But you could never ever cage the beast I am within
[Chorus: MTFR]
Ayy, ayy, said I done told you niggas
Lotta fuck niggas near me, I done told you niggas
And y'all tryna be with us but my circle tight enough
I gotta keep it way it is 'cause none of us is rollin' with ya, ayy
