Aye man, so
I got some shit I just wanna get of my chest
So, instead of making a diss track
I made a F*ck You track
Line blowing up, I been runnin through my minutes
I ain't tryin f*ck, if a bitch ain't independent
Work in the mail, we just seal it then we send it
Got my income off the dash, I was running up them digits
Boy you need to stop it, they say I need to quit it
But you ain't never cop it, so you'll-nt really get it
Complex boomin, we was moving through the tenants
State didn't f*ck with me, they tried to max me on my sentence
Now throw yo middle fingers up to Officer Black
You a bitch, real snitch, I ain't talkin no cap
You claimed battery, sayin I got you smacked
If it wasn't for that badge, I'd really beat cho ass
I'd have busted yo laugh, then split yo wife in half
Hit you with that one-two, is you good at math?
Put them lines around ya body, like I'm making a graph
In the back, hog tied in that all black Nav
You's a bitch boy
And I'm the shit boy
You a snitch boy
I'm getting rich boy
You a ditch boy
I'll take yo bitch boy
I bet you don't believe it
How it switched boy
You thought that you could contain it, Didn't think it was dangerous
If I ever come for ya, hope you good when you aim it
This a f*ck you track, you remember ya statement
Bet this song bring it back, every time that they play it
When I take ya name from you, whatchu gone do next
If you wasn't such a bitch, I might have gave you respect
I got one more thing on my chest to confess
You'se a bitch ass pig, I won't let you forget
Line blowing up, I been runnin through my minutes
I ain't tryin f*ck, if the bitch ain't independent
Work in the mail, we just seal it then we send it
Got my income off the dash, I was running up them digits
Boy you need to stop it, they say I need to quit it
But you ain't never cop it, so you'll-nt really get it
Complex boomin, we was moving through the tenants
State didn't f*ck with me, they tried to max me on my sentence (woo)