文本歌词

Tee Grizzley、Chris Brown - F**k It Off
Written by：Tee Grizzley/Chris Brown
Helluva made this beat baby
Who you think you finna play with
Who you think you finna run your mouth to and won't say sh*t
I'm outchea when it's cold leave you out there
Them bullets hot think not get your mouth chipped
Hella n**ga's talk sh*t but they stand still
Let's take a trip duck tape how the van feel
Hunnid thousand dollar Cartiers I'ma change sh*t
Keep playin' with liu Kang I'ma kick it to your main b**ch
And I've been f**kin' hoes on my bae sh*t
Come to the crib I tell 'em go to the spaceship
Red pill blue pill we in The Matrix
Take it to the face better do what I say b**ch
He make it outta here then he a winner
If a n**ga try to run then we pull up in Sprinters
We get to bustin' at your bucket f**k it hit 'cho liver
End of discussion it's nothing I eat you pussies for dinner
I got no time for fake one killers on the west side with them real guns
And if you try to wave the white flag we gon' still come
Where you at here n**ga
All this p**sy I'ma drill somethin'
Why they hate to see a real n**ga make it
I done made a lot of change now my people's changin'
By myself I don't need no witness
Can't thank nobody but the lord 'cause I'm gettin' it
I keep my head up and middle finger to the sky
And living every f**kin' day like it's Mardi Gras
I'ma finesse this sh*t win lose or draw
You think I work this hard to f**k it off
Once again I gotta remind these n**gas
Balenciaga 'member when I couldn't buy these n**ga
Called 'em bricks birds 'cause we really fly these b**ches
Tell your mans I know I'm lit but don't eye me n**ga oh woah
I'm solvin' every single problem with a tool
Supersoak a n**ga like he jumpin' off the pool
If the feds hit the mansion we gon' make it to the news
Choppa lift a n**ga up I bet he make it to the moon pow
You can tell me and Breezy at the top
They want us to fail hopin' that we fall but we not
Don't feel bad for what I did to them n**ga's block
Can't say what happened just know I had to get rid of the glock oh
Remember my lick days couldn't pull a b**ch days oh
Now I ain't trippin' on none of the bills that sh*t paid oh woah
N**ga tried to fake beef with a n**ga that's just hate
Sneak dissin' me I'll jump in my D**kies n**gas lame p**sy n**ga
Aye n**ga's terrible who raised y'all
N**ga's leeches I can't feed 'em I can't baby y'all you need to f**k off
I'm giving headshots I ain't 'bout to fade y'all
B**ch you ain't f**kin' bye Felicia I can't play with y'all woo
Why they hate to see a real n**ga make it
I done made a lot of change now my people's changin'
By myself I don't need no witness
Can't thank nobody but the lord 'cause I'm gettin' it
I keep my head up and middle finger to the sky
And living every f**kin' day like it's Mardi Gas
I'ma finesse this sh*t win lose or draw
You think I work this hard to f**k it off
F**k it off f**k it off