CORRECT LYRICS
Lyrics : WTF
Yeah, Ryu a b*t*h, he keep f**king interrupting me, but we'll get it this time
What the f**k
What the f**k
Yeah, okay, sorry bout that sh*t but, uh
What the f**k
I been chasing b*t*hes and the money since the jump
Working on my way, she give me brain but I don't nut
F**king with the homies, you don't know you better run
B*t*h I light a fire with the gas that's in my blunt
B*t*h you trippin', I don't love you girl we f**kin' just for fun
I turn my brain to music, grab her throat and then she c*m, yeah
F**k it, ayy
Nothin' turned to something, ayy
Cowboys talking sh*t I know they f**kin' on they cousins, yeah
Hey Ryu what was that?
Shout-out Alabama
Yeah, I think they f**kin' on they cousins, yeah (Ayy)
Peace of the mind
Got the reach, oh my
Please drive by me don't see no light
Time speeds by when the team all right
When the days go by
Oh me, oh my
What the f**k
Like what the f**k
Like what the
What the f**k
Yeah, what the f**k
Pu**y get you stuck
Playing footsie with your life
You're chicken, I'mma hear you cluck
Quack, duck out of luck
Playing duck hunt with the pu**y, leave 'em breathless
You wishing for your death b*t*h, run up on me that's a death wish
Laying on the pavement, you don't say sh*t, take your necklace
What the f**k
What the f**k
What the f**k
What the f**k
What the f**k
What the f**k
Yeah, okay, sorry bout that sh*t but, uh
What the f**k
I been chasing b*t*hes and the money since the jump
Working on my way, she give me brain but I don't nut
F**king with the homies, you don't know you better run
B*t*h I light a fire with the gas that's in my blunt
B*t*h you trippin', I don't love you girl we f**kin' just for fun
I turn my brain to music, grab her throat and then she c*m, yeah
F**k it, ayy
Nothin' turned to something, ayy
Cowboys talking sh*t I know they f**kin' on they cousins, yeah
Hey Ryu what was that?
Shout-out Alabama
Yeah, I think they f**kin' on they cousins, yeah (Ayy)
Peace of the mind
Got the reach, oh my
Please drive by me don't see no light
Time speeds by when the team all right
When the days go by
Oh me, oh my
What the f**k
Like what the f**k
Like what the
What the f**k
Yeah, what the f**k
Pu**y get you stuck
Playing footsie with your life
You're chicken, I'mma hear you cluck
Quack, duck out of luck
Playing duck hunt with the pu**y, leave 'em breathless
You wishing for your death b*t*h, run up on me that's a death wish
Laying on the pavement, you don't say sh*t, take your necklace
What the f**k
What the f**k
What the f**k
What the f**k
