1nonly - Fuck You! lyrics
Nathan Fuller
[1nonly - Fuck You! lyrics]
Jeff
Jeff
Jeff
Jeff
Jeff
Jeff
(Donnie Katana)
Tell that bitch fuck you!
Oh shit, go die
Bad bitch, she sucking dick
And now she all up on my line
I don't trust you, fake friends telling lies
Like, why you always playing?
Gotta cut off all my ties
I'm pulling up in my letterman
Bad little bitch, she so heaven-sent
Got a strap and you temptin' it
Got that guap make that cheddar spin
I get the bag, and I get again
Tell me, who is you better than?
Making racks on my sentences
That's why im feeling excellent
Tell that bitch fuck you!
Oh shit, go die
Bad bitch, she sucking dick
And now she all up on my line
I don't trust you, fake friends tеlling lies
Like, why you always playing?
Gotta cut off all my ties
Ayy, I said: Boy, makе that blocka rock
You talk a lot, this nina make your body drop
Mix soda with the quality wok
My bitch in love with molly rock
Spend 15 on the Fendi, Prada
You ain't running up on nada
Bounce that shit like Kaytranada, bend it over like a comma
Shawty let me bend her no fender
Her boyfriend mad, he got temper
No heater under my sweater
So knock him out like McGregor
We on that 9-1-1, no reno
Defcon five, no kino
Brand new Benz, no repo
Why they looking through the peephole?
Yeah like, I'm with 1nonly, yeah we came for the blue strips
Fuck boy really want beef with this ruth chris
Ruthless, covered in hundreds, yeah that's the blueprint
Shawty said she loves me, but I know that she is judas
Tell that bitch fuck you!
Oh shit, go die
Bad bitch, she sucking dick
And now she all up on my line
I don't trust you, fake friends telling lies
Like, why you always playing?
Gotta cut off all my ties
Tell that bitch fuck you!
Oh shit, go die
Bad bitch, she sucking dick
And now she all up on my line
I don't trust you, fake friends telling lies
Like, why you always playing?
Gotta cut off all my ties
Bitch (the world is yours)
Jeff
Jeff
Jeff
Jeff
Jeff
(Donnie Katana)
Tell that bitch fuck you!
Oh shit, go die
Bad bitch, she sucking dick
And now she all up on my line
I don't trust you, fake friends telling lies
Like, why you always playing?
Gotta cut off all my ties
I'm pulling up in my letterman
Bad little bitch, she so heaven-sent
Got a strap and you temptin' it
Got that guap make that cheddar spin
I get the bag, and I get again
Tell me, who is you better than?
Making racks on my sentences
That's why im feeling excellent
Tell that bitch fuck you!
Oh shit, go die
Bad bitch, she sucking dick
And now she all up on my line
I don't trust you, fake friends tеlling lies
Like, why you always playing?
Gotta cut off all my ties
Ayy, I said: Boy, makе that blocka rock
You talk a lot, this nina make your body drop
Mix soda with the quality wok
My bitch in love with molly rock
Spend 15 on the Fendi, Prada
You ain't running up on nada
Bounce that shit like Kaytranada, bend it over like a comma
Shawty let me bend her no fender
Her boyfriend mad, he got temper
No heater under my sweater
So knock him out like McGregor
We on that 9-1-1, no reno
Defcon five, no kino
Brand new Benz, no repo
Why they looking through the peephole?
Yeah like, I'm with 1nonly, yeah we came for the blue strips
Fuck boy really want beef with this ruth chris
Ruthless, covered in hundreds, yeah that's the blueprint
Shawty said she loves me, but I know that she is judas
Tell that bitch fuck you!
Oh shit, go die
Bad bitch, she sucking dick
And now she all up on my line
I don't trust you, fake friends telling lies
Like, why you always playing?
Gotta cut off all my ties
Tell that bitch fuck you!
Oh shit, go die
Bad bitch, she sucking dick
And now she all up on my line
I don't trust you, fake friends telling lies
Like, why you always playing?
Gotta cut off all my ties
Bitch (the world is yours)