Down With Webster - G.T.F.O. lyrics
[Down With Webster - G.T.F.O. lyrics]
Shakin that ass but you claim you ain't a hoe
You can GTFO, you can GTFO
You don't wanna come and break your neck at a show
You can GTFO, you can GTFO
You don't like me drinkin', and blowin' out smoke
You can GTFO, you can GTFO
Well all of you can go GTFO, yeah all of you can go GTFO
Tour bus, club house, ten girls, one couch
Fallin' everywhere like somebody pulled the rug out
Chillin' in the hoodie with a bottle in my front pouch
Time to spark it up, you don't like it get the fuck out
Wear my shades indoors, no not a car shark
I can be your whole world, just put me in a star chart
Comin' to the fit tell your boy to leave the car parts
Could pull strings but this ain't no guitar park
Jumpin' like hardcore, gettin' what I asked for
Trippin out here girl, I hope that you brough your passport
Watch me knock the game out, like it had a glass jaw
Home of the Raptors, all up in your ass hard
Beer just bubbling up, like a fast pour
2000 people, never heard of me before
Fist-pumpin like the dudes of Jersey Shore, just livin' my dreams no Avitar
Shakin that ass but you claim you ain't a hoe
You can GTFO, you can GTFO
You don't wanna come and break your neck at a show
You can GTFO, you can GTFO
You don't like me drinkin', and blowin' out smoke
You can GTFO, you can GTFO
Well all of you can go GTFO, yeah all of you can go GTFO
Don't come chirpin' in my ear, tryin' to speak things
You should really go focus of the cheap drinks
I'm just listenin' to T-pain, but I'm so damn drunk -
I dont know what he's sayin'
Bitches tryin' free game, party till police came
Had to runaway now I got knee pain
I'm stuck I don't even know the street name
All black neighbourhood, lookin' like a bleach stain
It don't really matter though what's up
You don't wanna come and join the jam, you suck
First name Phillip, last name Cups, middle name Lots of
Full time fuck
Any of these rappers wanna act like you signed my deal
Boyfriends twistin up their face, blue seal
Haters wanna say that the vibe's not real
We're comin' to your town yeah it is, how ya feel?
Hey! Hey! We're drinkin over here!
Hey you! You with the, with that thing on
Put your hand in the air, other hand up, make, make a "W"
The fuck is that an "M"... Haha
Alright you win, that's awesome
Fuck this shit
You can GTFO, you can GTFO
You don't wanna come and break your neck at a show
You can GTFO, you can GTFO
You don't like me drinkin', and blowin' out smoke
You can GTFO, you can GTFO
Well all of you can go GTFO, yeah all of you can go GTFO
Tour bus, club house, ten girls, one couch
Fallin' everywhere like somebody pulled the rug out
Chillin' in the hoodie with a bottle in my front pouch
Time to spark it up, you don't like it get the fuck out
Wear my shades indoors, no not a car shark
I can be your whole world, just put me in a star chart
Comin' to the fit tell your boy to leave the car parts
Could pull strings but this ain't no guitar park
Jumpin' like hardcore, gettin' what I asked for
Trippin out here girl, I hope that you brough your passport
Watch me knock the game out, like it had a glass jaw
Home of the Raptors, all up in your ass hard
Beer just bubbling up, like a fast pour
2000 people, never heard of me before
Fist-pumpin like the dudes of Jersey Shore, just livin' my dreams no Avitar
Shakin that ass but you claim you ain't a hoe
You can GTFO, you can GTFO
You don't wanna come and break your neck at a show
You can GTFO, you can GTFO
You don't like me drinkin', and blowin' out smoke
You can GTFO, you can GTFO
Well all of you can go GTFO, yeah all of you can go GTFO
Don't come chirpin' in my ear, tryin' to speak things
You should really go focus of the cheap drinks
I'm just listenin' to T-pain, but I'm so damn drunk -
I dont know what he's sayin'
Bitches tryin' free game, party till police came
Had to runaway now I got knee pain
I'm stuck I don't even know the street name
All black neighbourhood, lookin' like a bleach stain
It don't really matter though what's up
You don't wanna come and join the jam, you suck
First name Phillip, last name Cups, middle name Lots of
Full time fuck
Any of these rappers wanna act like you signed my deal
Boyfriends twistin up their face, blue seal
Haters wanna say that the vibe's not real
We're comin' to your town yeah it is, how ya feel?
Hey! Hey! We're drinkin over here!
Hey you! You with the, with that thing on
Put your hand in the air, other hand up, make, make a "W"
The fuck is that an "M"... Haha
Alright you win, that's awesome
Fuck this shit