F Y'all Lyrics

Here's what they think about you

What's good

Definitely not your fuckin music

That shit was trash

Here's what they think about you

Yo that shit's trash bro

You better put that shit back

In the cage with the chickens

Here's what they think about you

AKA Shit Sauce from the DMV

Here's what they think about you

Y'all motherfuckers is wack

Aint nobody comin out of DC right now

Here's what they think about you

Ay yo I can't show you no love

With that weak ass shit

Fuck all y'all

Ay dawg I'm bout to catch a case

Got an empty plate

I'm starvin in this bitch

Seein all these rappers eatin

So I'm carvin off a bit

I'm only killin on the weekend

Got a job that I can't quit

Rap don't pay the bills

So I light the bob and then I hit

Sit and think

Meditate upon the past

The missin link

While starin at the nights sky

Didn't blink

Clouds of cash

Fallin stars

Wishes made

Then out my mouth another hit

Some sell they soul

To get they pay

Now aint that about a bitch

I'm in a mask

I can't get sick

My ID's a mystery

Money and fame comes with misery

Why TMZ be missin me

It's why I'm screamin fuck y'all

Middle finger to your moms

It's why I tell em fuck y'all

Middle finger to your daddy

Why they got me like fuck y'all

Middle finger to your family

So I'm sayin fuck y'all

Man fuck everybody

I heard that life is like a box of chocolates

You never know what's comin next

But my life is like those boxes

Trapped inside I slowly melt

Stuck inside a cube

These squares try to screw me with no lube

They come in pairs

I sign a contract then I lose

They profit off my views

They laughin to the bank

With my doe

Aint that a bitch

Then their faces punch my fists

Dawg it was clearly self defense

Sorry bout your luck

But I am not the one to fuck

You can't rob me for my pub

Aint trippin on no spins in clubs

This is for the stoners

Gettin high in they Corrola

Sippin on somethin potent

Just vibin and in the moment

It's why I'm screamin fuck y'all

Middle finger to your moms

It's why I tell em fuck y'all

Middle finger to your daddy

Why they got me like fuck y'all

Middle finger to your family

So I'm sayin fuck y'all

Man fuck everybody

This is how a legend was born

In a red dawn

Like a phoenix out the ashes

With a passionate song

These peepin toms peepin game

God I swear that they lames

The secret to success

Is that I gots to get paid

I need somewhere so I can transfer the pain

Go head and read about it

These raps is rated e for everybody

I'm bout to hit em in the feels

A kick slap to the grills

Sex appeal and I'm skilled

It's all part of the deal

Rappers dyin just to live

The games a treacherous biz

Yeah these hoes are chaperones

They got they eyes on my kids

Baby chasers with turkey basters

These hungry heathens

Skeets in the air

Dam it must be huntin season

Them birds gotta fly

So the dude'll abide

It's time to pay the piper

With a piece of the pie

It's why I'm screamin fuck y'all

Middle finger to your moms

It's why I tell em fuck y'all

Middle finger to your daddy

Why they got me like fuck y'all

Middle finger to your family

So I'm sayin fuck y'all

Man fuck everybody