StanWill - Fuck On lyrics

[StanWill - Fuck On lyrics]

Yeah shittyBoyz, Dog Shit Militia
That's on every song yeah, yeah
She gon' suck me out my, ha ha, yeah
(yeah, yeah)
She gon' suck me out the 'Miris when
I flash the Benjis at her ha ha, yeah
She gon' suck me out my 'Miris when
I flash the Benjis at her ha ha, yeah, bitch

She gon' suck me out the 'Miris when
I flash the Benjis at her
We ain't building houses on that block
If we spin with hammers
Backing up in 2021s, every whip got cameras
Rich, flashy, rude motherfuckers, boy
Yo bitch with scammеrs
MSR embosser in my whip
I play with doohickeys
Bitch ain't got no makеup in her purse
It's stuffed with blue Benjis
Fucked it up so unky bought a new kitty
Rocking Forces, swinging green beams
That's the Luke in me
Never copped a plea, bitch
I went and copped a Gucci tee
If I show yo bitch my bank account
I bet she coochie me upping blues
I'm at the strip club acting foolishly
Bitch be talking 'bout some "us" but
It ain't no "you" in "me"
It's a pistol in these skinny jeans
See the blicky poking gang smoking tiramisu
Every single hit be potent
I been big balling
Apple need to drop a swish emoji
Think he running off with any
Cheese then I'm swissing homie
The opps could never do a song
Making all they bitches blow me, yeah
If you ain't get that shit from Hutch
Or Gary, boy, yo kit bologna, like, bitch
Dior's Christian as fuck, boy, these
Bitches holy, ha ha, yeah
Every time I shoot my shot, the
Hoes be swishes only, ha, bitch, yeah
Like, fuck niggas, fuck hoes, fuck 12
Fuck on did the U and turn my thrust on
I been lied to and back stabbed
Now my trust gone
Back in high school he was a bitch
Now he tough tone?
Back in high school I was the shit
Now I'm up more wearing ice
Durky ain't around but I'll up score
You ain't coming home
223s through yo front door
Critics had the most to say but
Now they on hush mode one thing for certain
I just wanna see my babies ball
Bro like Paul Bunyan off the Runtz
He be facing logs
Hoes dick sucking up at Lennox
That's my favorite mall
Yo bitch see I'm putting that shit on
She gon' take it off
Anything that gotta do with giffies
Is my favorite sauce
Taking orders in a drive-through? Boy
You ain't no boss dub on me now
Feeling like I can't take no loss
Probably ain't gon' wear that little shit
If it ain't no Off
Yeah, XDs, Glocks, and Kel Tecs
Bro the Blicky Man, yeah
Bro shoot the 30 like he Steph
And do the shimmy dance, huh, yeah
Feel like Saint Nicholas OT, I'm the
Giffy Man, ha ha, bitch, bitch
Fuck a J-O-B, I can get if off of fifty scams
Whole hundred in the let the titties blam

Bitch, Dog Shit Militia, nigga yeah

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