Lil $tunt - G.T.F.O.M.F Lyrics

Pushing 21, I ain't acting like my age, though
If you wanna tussle up, then get it in the cage, bro
Only smoking blunts, I ain't smoking no prerolls
Only dropping legend shit like Shady did with Dido
Man, true shit, it's these pussies never really do shit
Telling you right now that if I die, it's on real shit
Get with it or get lost, body cold, he Jack Frost
I keep tryna forget that shit and everything that it cost
I'm talking hooligan activities, playing with the industry
Land of Enchantment so I gotta do this differently
I don't wanna hear about the shit that you done lost
Get it right back if you call yourself a boss
Real shit, it's f*cking babies throwing real fits
Only crashing out instead of throwing down some real fists
You only popping out when it ain't bitches tryna do shit
Only popping out when I'm securing me a bag
I light a cig and then I drag, .40 making my pants sag
Call that bitch your sugar mama, you sleep with a old hag
On a sick one, toke it up and then I get one
Take her out for sushi, far as fish, I'm a big one
Fish scale, break it down, we finna get some
I hardly beef it up but when I do, I'ma get some
I'm Scrooge Duck, bitch, in my motherf*cking bag
It ain't gon' be that pistol that gone make you to a man, bitch
Chopsticks, janitor, we pulling mop sticks
Play like we was kids, you a bitch, that is not rich
Stanky ass hoes dropping numbers, not my bitch
Think they need to seek some help, on a dolo mission
I'm waiting for an intervention
I just bought another pack from Memphis
But I ain't never plan on seeing it, I bounce it right back like it's tennis
I'm on demon time like I'm motherf*cking Dennis Menace
I ain't never need a face tat, 100's, I'ma face that
Never getting off these drugs, bro, you gon' stay trapped
Boy from out of state, now we got his ass behaving
Then we saw his ass leaving, I say, ain't that shit crazy
Ability amazing, finna get you what you craving
They don't understand, then they asses needing saving
Going for hours and hours, spinning off flowers and powders
They just some cowards, they foul, shit get hard, throw in the towel
Got these bitches shy, I ain't really wonder why
I'm just that type of fly, attracting different types of fights
On my life, I'ma make this shit mine
Call that Columbine, losing my life, different forms of crime
I wear baggy shit so they don't know I got it on me
Pull up quick and then they fold just like oragami
I say ain't this shit cold, now they calling up they mommies
Doing shit so differently, could pull up with some motherf*cking Tommy's
Cutthroat shit, they gon' say that I'm a commie
Kick in the door, now his nickname is Johnny
I don't like that they around me when I make this shit astounding
In my head I got this pounding, 'bout to take this shit to town
The sky is the limit, no, I ain't staring at the ground
Homies tryna trip me up, only trip I'm taking out of town
You acting like a pussy, I'ma take you to the pound
This that blood, sweat, tears shit, do this shit without a crown
Do this shit without a crown, I'm taking this shit out of town
Sky is the limit so I ain't staring at the ground
I'm a f*cking dawg, so if it's blood then I'm a hound
I'm a f*cking dawg, so if it's blood then I'm a motherf*cking hound