FWM Lyrics

Excuse me, I don't want to talk

I ain't really in the mood

Excuse me, I don't want to talk

I ain't really in the mood right now

No, I just can't get my mind over niggas thinkin' they fuckin' with me

That shit fuckin' with me

Fuckin' with me

That shit fuckin' with me

Yeah

Thought I saw the light in the distance, but I got fooled

Then I tried to be the realest, but really got used

Tell that broke bitch for that problem, I got tools

Ain't a problem showin' my ass like I got nudes

You know Esse gon' hit the lay up, get ready pay up

When I'm poppin' like Bayer, they gettin' ate up

But if they wanna take it there, it's gonna stay up

Asi la hacemos, como una ciudadela

You pussies gon' bleed like you on your cycle

And I ain't yellin' "sike" when I'm goin' psycho

Y'all ain't fuckin' with me

Y'all ain't got my pull

Like to you, he's Mr. Jackson

To me, he's Michael

Excuse me, I don't want to talk

I ain't really in the mood right now

Oh, I just can't get my mind over niggas thinkin' they fuckin' with me

That shit fuckin' with me

Fuckin' with me

That shit fuckin' with me

Yeah

Yo, when I pop out, they be stunned like middle fingers and beer

They be fake supportin', but I know that shit ain't sincere

I see them spending hella bread, tryna floss and shit

But that's funny, cause real skill don't cost me shit

On the whip the only time you see me fuck with a dub

Some good Dove the only time you see me fuck with a scrub

When I drop, they gon' bump every line like the 80s

When I pop, it's gon' be a lot of 180s

Really gave niggas the chance to do it the civil way

Banks got my pants on fat daddy like Hillary

Vacay time, take a leave like a pill in me

Pop the trunk for you, I ain't talkin' bout no chivalry

Excuse me, I don't want to talk

I ain't really in the mood right now

I just can't get my mind over niggas thinkin' they fuckin' with me

That shit fuckin' with me

Fuckin' with me

That shit fuckin' with me

Yeah

You know I'ma give you hood shit or a ballad

I just swipe the card, I don't need to know my balance

But both for my bank and my face are valid

None of you pussies are my taste like Khaled

Leaving lots of foreign bodies that they can't ID

Connected with the beast inside me, I let him find me

Niggas gon' be where the fish be, that's word to Pisces

You wanna gamble your life, B My mood dicey

I may L a nigga, he a loser

Make you go ghost, get you boo'd up

Estos niggas son culo

Can't measure up with a ruler

Sonning these niggas, no doula