Corrección Letra f*ck You par Rontae Don’t Play

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Man, I don't get it (And it's just like, what am I here for?)
(f**k you)
b*t*h think that I love her but I don't, she think I finna kiss her bet I won't
Tell that b*t*h f**k you
Why the f**k you ask me for some cash? (huh?)
And you'll never have my f**king back (what you say?)
(f**k you)
Remember when you never text my phone
But now you wanna hit me 'cause I'm on (that's weird)
(f**k you)
I used to be that n***a with no cash (how you doin?)
b*t*h I'm living great, I'm glad you asked
(f**k you)
I won't forget the times you used to motherf**kin' play me
b*t*h I'm doing good and now you motherf**kin' hang
Ask me how I feel b*t*h, what the f**k you think?
I've been on my rockstar sh*t
You ain't talkin' money, I don't wanna f**king speak
Laughing to the bank, that was really f**king weak

I'll get the motherf**kin' bag
All of these b*t*hes they know, they just be mad
Margiela, still got the tag
I feel as fresh as the pole
I got the pack
f**k up then run me some racks
Ya'll get to doin' the dough
I get 'em gray
I got a bad little b*t*h
I did this sh*t on my own
f**k you

I'm on that moshpit tryna rock sh*t
We don't talk about it b*t*h
We just f**kin' bop sh*t
I'm that mob sh*t
f**k a job b*t*h
Get obnoxious
This is for the feds, we say, "f**k the cops, b*t*h"
f**k you
b*t*h think that I love her but I don't, she think I finna kiss her bet I won't
Tell that b*t*h f**k you
Why the f**k you ask me for some cash? (huh?)
And you'll never have my f**king back (what you say?)
f**k you
Remember when you never text my phone
But now you wanna hit me 'cause I'm on (that's weird)
f**k you
I used to be that n***a with no cash (how you doin?)
b*t*h I'm living great, I'm glad you asked
f**k you
I won't forget the times you used to motherf**kin' play me
b*t*h I'm doing good and now you motherf**kin' hate me

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