FUK SUMN - Kanye West/Ty Dolla $ign
Lyrics by:YE/Tyrone W. Griffin Jr.
Composed by:YE/Tyrone W. Griffin Jr.
Produced by:YE/Tyrone W. Griffin Jr.
Smokin' on a junt with my niggas drinkin' OE
Stop off stop off at the liquor store
Get your 'yac then we headed for the indo
I'm tryna **** somethin' right now
That lil' ho she tryna **** somethin' right now
I'm I'm tryna **** somethin' right now
Shawty wanna ****
Woah
I'ma let her hop on somethin'
Ooh ooh right now
Shawty wanna **** on me I told her "Let's go now"
Dressed in all her fashion she tryna show out
Miami Bal Harbour before I tote uh ah
I'm on the G6 brackin' **** with my pole hah
All-black Brabus truck lookin' like my soul just went out
All of my vibes is tens gotta keep them close
They might jump out
We might go spin and spin
Just clearin' that ho before we cool out
Baby don't keep me up yeah keep me up
Don't wanna beat me up yeah beat me up
We comin' down swervin'
This the real not a version
Even Jesus ain't marry a virgin
No weapon formed against us will win
I don't care who you ****** you a virgin to me
You a pervin' to me baby perfect to me
Hold my coat hold my drink
On my own come with me
Shawty wanna **** on somethin'
**** on me suck on me publicly
La flame baby you on fire
La flame
Fire
Yeah she feelin' herself yeah she feelin' on me
Yeah
Only sign I can give you is that one plus two is three
Oh
Blocked her number and that **** started with three-somethin'
Meetin' at the threesome we 'bout to have a mean one
Woo
Brown skin but you know I had her creamin'
Janet Jackson by the way I had her screamin'
She hit the group chat say "That nigga had me fiendin'"
Beat me up