Ty Dolla $ign, YG - Fuck Y'all lyrics

If I never get to see you again (Woah, oh)
I hope you remember (Woah, oh)
My middle finger, yeah, yeah
Fuck y'all over there, party over here 
(Woah, oh)
Fuck y'all over there, party over here
(Woah, oh)
Fuck y'all over there, party over here
(Woah, oh)
Fuck y'all, fuck y'all (Woah, oh, yeah)

I got the Des bottle spillin'
Clicquot chillin' more bottles comin'
Me and all my niggas fucked up
And that's all, yeah
And I just ran into some bitches
Ain't seen 'em in a minute
They ask me how I've been
I said "bitch I been gettin' it"
I'm on, so back off, yeah

And we just spend the money
Like it grow on trees
Got the broke niggas sick
We ain't got that jizease
Tell the rats, we got the cheese
Me and everybody with me
Did so many drugs, I think I might OD
So what, I got the money on me
One thing before I leave
Fuck y'all, fuck all y'all

If I never get to see you again (Woah, oh)
I hope you remember (Woah, oh)
My middle finger, yeah, yeah
Fuck y'all over there, party over here
(Woah, oh)
Fuck y'all over there, party over here
(Woah, oh)
Fuck y'all over there, party over here
(Woah, oh)
Fuck y'all, fuck y'all (Woah, oh, yeah)

I was down for a minute
Now I'm up on these niggas
You ain't heard about me, read up on a nigga
I'm on and that's all, yeah
Man, they hate to see me winnin' (Winnin')
Gettin' money, grinnin' (Grinnin')
Takin' all they women
But I don't love them bitches
At all, hell naw, yeah

And we just spend the money
Like it grow on trees
Got the broke niggas sick
We ain't got that jizease
Tell the rats, we got the cheese
Me and everybody with me
Did so many drugs, I think I might OD
So what, I got the money on me
One thing before I leave
Fuck y'all, fuck all y'all

If I never get to see you again (Woah, oh)
I hope you remember (Woah, oh)
My middle finger, yeah, yeah
Fuck y'all over there, party over here
(Woah, oh)
Fuck y'all over there, party over here
(Woah, oh)
Fuck y'all over there, party over here
(Woah, oh)
Fuck y'all, fuck y'all (Woah, oh, yeah)

Fuck y'all, middle finger up tall
Your bitch jaws is my balls
'Cause, I'm gettin' money, and you niggas not
Like my nigga Waka, these bitches flock
Don't ask me where I'm goin'
You should already know
I'm twistin' up a blunt
On my way to the door
Flow like a broke faucet, stacks in my pocket
Ain't fuckin' with no bitch if
I ain't gettin' profit
On some G shit, I'm coach
These hoes a mean mix she told me bye, but I
Already planned on leavin', ha
Girl, you too late, shake your booty
To my songs, when you up in the club
Now, she thinkin' to herself
Like she should've stayed in touch
Young Gangsta
I get in that pussy then bang it up
And girl, if I never see you again
It's probably 'cause I'm somewhere
Fucking with your friend, ha

If I never get to see you again (Woah, oh)
I hope you remember (Woah, oh)
My middle finger, yeah, yeah
Fuck y'all over there, party over here
(Woah, oh)
Fuck y'all over there, party over here
(Woah, oh)
Fuck y'all over there, party over here
(Woah, oh) fuck y'all, fuck y'all (Woah, oh)

Fuck y'all over there, party over here
(Woah, oh)
Fuck y'all over there, party over here
(Woah, oh)
Fuck y'all over there, party over here
(Woah, oh)
Fuck y'all, fuck y'all (Woah, oh yeah)
Woah, oh, oh, oh, oh, woah