870glizzy - Fuck Shit lyrics
[870glizzy - Fuck Shit lyrics]
I was in detention
Bad relations with my teacher
Ion participate
I sat my ass right on the bleachers
Arkansas baby Glizzy blasting through
Your speaker they say I'm a demon but I
Feel more like a creature
Aye, I can't feel my face no mo'
That Wockhardt got me stuck
Ride around wit' the gang and poles
Like 4 deep in that truck
Let that boy pull up I'm smoking shit
I'm down to spark it up aye
You can hit a target but
You cannot hit my cup, gang
Let that boy run up
I'm blowing his brains out
Aye, they screaming, "Gang, gang, gang
Gang" we finna pull up
See what they gang 'bout aye, we pull up
They ain't got no bangers out
Must've fuck round, left 'em in the house
All on they live they talm
'bout shootin' it out
When we pull up they pull they cameras out
Ain't for the bullshit
They just be talking but don't ever do it
(that's true) all of that talking is stupid
If you don't do it, my cool, I'ma lose it
Sorry I got a lil upset
They wanna know if I'm up yet
Told 'em don't worry 'bout me
When I blow up, bitch, I'm taking the team
I want money, money, money
I ain't come in for the fuck shit
I don't like to party
You won't catch me at yo' function
Shorty got that neck, neck, neck
Hit me wit' some suction told them pussies
Ion give a fuck 'bout yo' assumption
Aye, fuck what you heard and
Fuck what they talking 'bout
He on the curb in my Nikes I stomped 'em out
Say the wrong word might get you smoked
I'm from the A where we get to the dough
Won't let us in so we kickin' the door
I got me some bands but I need me some more
I got me a chop like a fan, it's gon' blow
Don't got it on me, I prolly won't go
Woah, woah, bitch, I'm dripping hard
Got a Leek like 1201
If it's 12 on 1, I up the blick
I'm blowing 1 yeah, came down to it
It's me or him and I ain't going
Blick gon' chop them niggas down
Like I was mowing
I don't wanna fuck with you, nigga, fuck you
Switch up on the gang so many times
Ion know what's up wit' you
I want money, money, money
I ain't come in for the fuck shit
I don't like to party
You won't catch me at yo' function
Shorty got that neck, neck, neck
Hit me wit' some suction told them pussies
Ion give a fuck 'bout yo' assumption
Bad relations with my teacher
Ion participate
I sat my ass right on the bleachers
Arkansas baby Glizzy blasting through
Your speaker they say I'm a demon but I
Feel more like a creature
Aye, I can't feel my face no mo'
That Wockhardt got me stuck
Ride around wit' the gang and poles
Like 4 deep in that truck
Let that boy pull up I'm smoking shit
I'm down to spark it up aye
You can hit a target but
You cannot hit my cup, gang
Let that boy run up
I'm blowing his brains out
Aye, they screaming, "Gang, gang, gang
Gang" we finna pull up
See what they gang 'bout aye, we pull up
They ain't got no bangers out
Must've fuck round, left 'em in the house
All on they live they talm
'bout shootin' it out
When we pull up they pull they cameras out
Ain't for the bullshit
They just be talking but don't ever do it
(that's true) all of that talking is stupid
If you don't do it, my cool, I'ma lose it
Sorry I got a lil upset
They wanna know if I'm up yet
Told 'em don't worry 'bout me
When I blow up, bitch, I'm taking the team
I want money, money, money
I ain't come in for the fuck shit
I don't like to party
You won't catch me at yo' function
Shorty got that neck, neck, neck
Hit me wit' some suction told them pussies
Ion give a fuck 'bout yo' assumption
Aye, fuck what you heard and
Fuck what they talking 'bout
He on the curb in my Nikes I stomped 'em out
Say the wrong word might get you smoked
I'm from the A where we get to the dough
Won't let us in so we kickin' the door
I got me some bands but I need me some more
I got me a chop like a fan, it's gon' blow
Don't got it on me, I prolly won't go
Woah, woah, bitch, I'm dripping hard
Got a Leek like 1201
If it's 12 on 1, I up the blick
I'm blowing 1 yeah, came down to it
It's me or him and I ain't going
Blick gon' chop them niggas down
Like I was mowing
I don't wanna fuck with you, nigga, fuck you
Switch up on the gang so many times
Ion know what's up wit' you
I want money, money, money
I ain't come in for the fuck shit
I don't like to party
You won't catch me at yo' function
Shorty got that neck, neck, neck
Hit me wit' some suction told them pussies
Ion give a fuck 'bout yo' assumption