Fuckery UglyFace

I ain’t bout that
I ain’t bout that
I ain’t bout that fuckery
What you want from me the lap of luxury


I need the finer things like what you got for me
I was trynna teach but you know everything
I come off my break
You know you


Tie me by my hands
You throw my high but I’m on land
You know I’m tired
I don’t owe you anything


Pay your debt to me why you reschedule me
Watch me carefully like you was scared for me
Say a prayer for me and make a bed for me
I ain’t bout that fuckery


What you want from me the lap of luxury
I need the finer things like what you got for me
I was tryna teach but you know everything
Ain’t wit you hosing mе