F*ck Out My Face Fat Trel
"F*ck Out My Face" by Fat Trel, released in 2014, is a hip-hop track characterized by its aggressive tone and heavy bass beats. The main themes revolve around self-assertion, defiance, and the rejection of negativity in one's life. Trel expresses his disdain for fake friends and haters, emphasizing authenticity and resilience. The lyrics highlight a raw, unfiltered perspective on personal struggles and success. Unique musical elements include hard-hitting production and a confident delivery. The song has resonated within the underground hip-hop community, showcasing Trel's distinct style. #HipHop
[Intro]
We just wanna
We just wanna puff big dope
I get it for a nice cheap price
Huh? Watchu like
[Hook]
And we don't wanna talk about dreams
(dreamt all night when we lived that life and we twice as nice)
We just wanna puff big dope
(when we leave the show it's just to go fuck some hoes)
I get it for a nice cheap price
(with a Brightseat dyke and a D.C. freak Ima eat all)
I'm gleesh so I know she like
(In my northeast streets I'm a mothafuckin' G, need no "oh peep")
I tell em get the fuck out my face
(Ion play them games, Ion fuck with no lames, I ain't countin' no change)
And you don't get to eat what I ate
(fat sub with a steak, mac n cheese on my plate, I'm a pimp Ima ache)
I tell em get the fuck out my face
(Ion play no games Ion fuck with no lames I ain't countin' no change)
And you don't get to eat what I ate
(fat sub with a steak mac n cheese on my plate I'm a pimp Ima ache)
[Verse 1]
Ugly mothafucker up and coming from the gutter
Youngin' love to hustle, know he get it from his mother
Money getting different, It's switching I'm seeing colors
The very minute I get it I’m sending it to my brother
Stunting in the summer, my stripper whippin' a hummer
I ain’t gettin' younger I needed to get a number
White dope runner, strap toke gunner, In the trap with the crease
Like the white ghost hunters
I ain't finna cop unless I like those numbers
I ain't finna rock on fuckin' an undercover
If I get locked lil bro drop a block, I'll be sneaking and eating the commissary on top
A nigga tried to snub me, but trust me I never rock
And that nigga be acting like a mothafuckin' cop
A bad bitch acting like a mothafuckin' thot
So I don't want sex just the mothafuckin' top
Northeast nigga whole clique go crazy
Stuff a bitch house with some binaural babies
Shit ain't been the same since they killed my nigga whoop, me and killa go crazy
Northeast nigga whole clique go crazy
Stuff a bitch house with some binaural babies
Shit ain't been the same since they killed my nigga whoop, me and killa go crazy
We just wanna
We just wanna puff big dope
I get it for a nice cheap price
Huh? Watchu like
[Hook]
And we don't wanna talk about dreams
(dreamt all night when we lived that life and we twice as nice)
We just wanna puff big dope
(when we leave the show it's just to go fuck some hoes)
I get it for a nice cheap price
(with a Brightseat dyke and a D.C. freak Ima eat all)
I'm gleesh so I know she like
(In my northeast streets I'm a mothafuckin' G, need no "oh peep")
I tell em get the fuck out my face
(Ion play them games, Ion fuck with no lames, I ain't countin' no change)
And you don't get to eat what I ate
(fat sub with a steak, mac n cheese on my plate, I'm a pimp Ima ache)
I tell em get the fuck out my face
(Ion play no games Ion fuck with no lames I ain't countin' no change)
And you don't get to eat what I ate
(fat sub with a steak mac n cheese on my plate I'm a pimp Ima ache)
[Verse 1]
Ugly mothafucker up and coming from the gutter
Youngin' love to hustle, know he get it from his mother
Money getting different, It's switching I'm seeing colors
The very minute I get it I’m sending it to my brother
Stunting in the summer, my stripper whippin' a hummer
I ain’t gettin' younger I needed to get a number
White dope runner, strap toke gunner, In the trap with the crease
Like the white ghost hunters
I ain't finna cop unless I like those numbers
I ain't finna rock on fuckin' an undercover
If I get locked lil bro drop a block, I'll be sneaking and eating the commissary on top
A nigga tried to snub me, but trust me I never rock
And that nigga be acting like a mothafuckin' cop
A bad bitch acting like a mothafuckin' thot
So I don't want sex just the mothafuckin' top
Northeast nigga whole clique go crazy
Stuff a bitch house with some binaural babies
Shit ain't been the same since they killed my nigga whoop, me and killa go crazy
Northeast nigga whole clique go crazy
Stuff a bitch house with some binaural babies
Shit ain't been the same since they killed my nigga whoop, me and killa go crazy
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