"What Da Fuk" lyrics
Man, let me— let me— let me really speak some hot shit into y'all boys
Nah, these pussy-ass niggas all on the net
Let me teach you
Big PLUTO
Go get some get back, what the fuck?
Rappin' on this drill beat, shit got me feelin' like I'm tough (Damn)
He think I'm dumb, I play retarded
Know I got some tens with me, come through trim, turn up the party (We twenty deep)
Yeah, I'm just a girl but I ain't no bitch
Misgender me, I'm bangin' hard, come through trippin' with them switches (Better duck, ho)
And, bitch, I'm harder than your OG
Bitchin' nigga, daily, told that pussy boy to come and show me (Show me you 'bout it)
Yeah, and when I'm rappin', this Drac' my mic
He say I'm 5'4" but I'm comin', bitch, I'm strapped up like a dyke (A fuckin' dyke)
Yeah, you runnin' out, we runnin' in
Catch her down bad, now she pleadin', fuck the judge, we give 'em ten (Gotta give 'em ten)
Yeah, I want her head, I'm takin' it, I want her jaw, I'm breakin' it
I'm smokin' za, I'm facin' it, like "What the fuck?"
Man, turn me up, I'm goin' dumb
I'm out of breath, smoke in my lungs
Murdered this beat, lil' bitch, I'm done
Ah-ha-ha, fuck this shit get crazy
Like— I like that
Shit, I'm talkin' 'bout, wicked (Damn)
Yeah, you ain't like that? You ain't like that K1?
It's okay, I got somethin'—
I got somethin' else to say though, hold on
Big PLUTO
And I ain't done, lil' bitch, I'm back, call you a Uber, know I can't lay up
Send a Zelle or bring the cash (Bitch gon' bring the cash)
She tryna beef but this ain't that
I'm pullin' up, I'm spankin' shit, talkin' 'bout, straight puttin' belt to ass (Puttin' belt to ass)
That shit you smokin', know it ain't za
You broke as hell and you at home, I'm shakin' ass all in yacht (Ass all in yacht)
I'm piped now, lil' bitch, I'm lit
Get you a bag, get you some racks, lil' ho, she steady smokin' dick, like "What the fuck?"
Man, this shit here, it be so crazy
Fuck around and find out, kidnap the mama and the baby (Damn)
You want some get back? Then come spin
Have them killers at your front door, I ain't gon' say this shit again (Say this shit again)
He swear he tough, he better duck
Put this Draco on your ass, still ain't got Lulu on this butt (Lululemon)
Yeah, Big PLUTO
Nah, these pussy-ass niggas all on the net
Let me teach you
Big PLUTO
Go get some get back, what the fuck?
Rappin' on this drill beat, shit got me feelin' like I'm tough (Damn)
He think I'm dumb, I play retarded
Know I got some tens with me, come through trim, turn up the party (We twenty deep)
Yeah, I'm just a girl but I ain't no bitch
Misgender me, I'm bangin' hard, come through trippin' with them switches (Better duck, ho)
And, bitch, I'm harder than your OG
Bitchin' nigga, daily, told that pussy boy to come and show me (Show me you 'bout it)
Yeah, and when I'm rappin', this Drac' my mic
He say I'm 5'4" but I'm comin', bitch, I'm strapped up like a dyke (A fuckin' dyke)
Yeah, you runnin' out, we runnin' in
Catch her down bad, now she pleadin', fuck the judge, we give 'em ten (Gotta give 'em ten)
Yeah, I want her head, I'm takin' it, I want her jaw, I'm breakin' it
I'm smokin' za, I'm facin' it, like "What the fuck?"
Man, turn me up, I'm goin' dumb
I'm out of breath, smoke in my lungs
Murdered this beat, lil' bitch, I'm done
Ah-ha-ha, fuck this shit get crazy
Like— I like that
Shit, I'm talkin' 'bout, wicked (Damn)
Yeah, you ain't like that? You ain't like that K1?
It's okay, I got somethin'—
I got somethin' else to say though, hold on
Big PLUTO
And I ain't done, lil' bitch, I'm back, call you a Uber, know I can't lay up
Send a Zelle or bring the cash (Bitch gon' bring the cash)
She tryna beef but this ain't that
I'm pullin' up, I'm spankin' shit, talkin' 'bout, straight puttin' belt to ass (Puttin' belt to ass)
That shit you smokin', know it ain't za
You broke as hell and you at home, I'm shakin' ass all in yacht (Ass all in yacht)
I'm piped now, lil' bitch, I'm lit
Get you a bag, get you some racks, lil' ho, she steady smokin' dick, like "What the fuck?"
Man, this shit here, it be so crazy
Fuck around and find out, kidnap the mama and the baby (Damn)
You want some get back? Then come spin
Have them killers at your front door, I ain't gon' say this shit again (Say this shit again)
He swear he tough, he better duck
Put this Draco on your ass, still ain't got Lulu on this butt (Lululemon)
Yeah, Big PLUTO
Writer(s): Victor Lassila, Jada Smith
