"Fuck That Boy" lyrics
I'm on all of that lil motherfucker
And that lil bitch you be with be around that boy that stood over his buddy
And he kilt that lil motherfucker
I get drippy walk you down Balenciaga runners
Top Kid CPU on all of that
Mr. Met by chance but call me Mr. give out heart attacks
He dissin' me hopin' to get an advance
That bitch need to get his patna back
Okay run that back
If the bitch ass nigga wasn't hidin' his ass woulda been got whacked
If I was Daroo I'd be mad
Damn near lost a hand tryna switch mags
I was 10 ridin' through the hood
Pegs on a Mongoose had to flip that bitch tryna fit through mags
Tried to lie on my name still got in my bag you mad huh?
Got a 556 ready for his ass you mad huh?
Lil bro hurt we fucked his bitch like you mad huh?
You a lil fucked ass got Amiri's on still sag huh?
He be on percs I'm full of xans, still not givin' a fuck
Wait till them eyes got off of us we gettin' em all touched
I'm on all of that lil motherfucker
And that lil bitch you be with be around that boy that stood over his buddy
And he kilt that lil motherfucker
I get drippy walk you down Balenciaga runners
Top Kid CPU on all of that
Mr. Met by chance but call me Mr. give out heart attacks
He dissin' me hopin' to get an advance
That bitch need to get his patna back
Okay run that back
If the bitch ass nigga wasn't hidin' his ass woulda been got whacked
And that lil bitch you be with be around that boy that stood over his buddy
And he kilt that lil motherfucker
I get drippy walk you down Balenciaga runners
Top Kid CPU on all of that
Mr. Met by chance but call me Mr. give out heart attacks
He dissin' me hopin' to get an advance
That bitch need to get his patna back
Okay run that back
If the bitch ass nigga wasn't hidin' his ass woulda been got whacked
If I was Daroo I'd be mad
Damn near lost a hand tryna switch mags
I was 10 ridin' through the hood
Pegs on a Mongoose had to flip that bitch tryna fit through mags
Tried to lie on my name still got in my bag you mad huh?
Got a 556 ready for his ass you mad huh?
Lil bro hurt we fucked his bitch like you mad huh?
You a lil fucked ass got Amiri's on still sag huh?
He be on percs I'm full of xans, still not givin' a fuck
Wait till them eyes got off of us we gettin' em all touched
I'm on all of that lil motherfucker
And that lil bitch you be with be around that boy that stood over his buddy
And he kilt that lil motherfucker
I get drippy walk you down Balenciaga runners
Top Kid CPU on all of that
Mr. Met by chance but call me Mr. give out heart attacks
He dissin' me hopin' to get an advance
That bitch need to get his patna back
Okay run that back
If the bitch ass nigga wasn't hidin' his ass woulda been got whacked
