Fuck It YFN Lucci (Ft. Jackboy)
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[Intro: YFN Lucci]
(I love you, consent)
Uh, uh, uh (Ant Chamberlain, that's a hundred points)
Yeah, you know
Money, power, respect, nigga, money and murder, nigga
Shit we live by
Uh
[Verse 1: YFN Lucci]
Ayy, all that biting that you doin', how you ain't got rabies?
That lil' bitch want all my time, but I ain't no AP
Told my girl I'ma make her love me more than she hate me
Told lil' bruh that nigga gossip like a lady
Uh, I feel like fuck it, huh
Wreck me another Benz, I feel like fuck it, huh
She mad 'cause I hit her friend, and I was like, "Fuck it"
And he mad 'cause I got in and I'm like, "Fuck it," yeah
I don't be sayin' slime, but I like my pussy slimy, yeah
I ain't got time to wrestle, so I snuck the shine in
And if it ain't 'bout no gaffle then don't waste my time then
She told her lil' friend that we was sixty-nining, look
[Chorus: YFN Lucci]
I go get them racks, you already know that, look
Don't talk to me about no lick if you wasn't on that
On the phone with Jackboy, free Lil Kodak, uh
Ayy, you ain't heard? They jacked boy for his Rollie, look
And they took his shit, but he gon' say they stole it, huh
How you sellin' nicks, but poppin' like you rollin'?
One thing I can't do is let a nigga owe me
Another thing I can't do is let a ho control me
(I love you, consent)
Uh, uh, uh (Ant Chamberlain, that's a hundred points)
Yeah, you know
Money, power, respect, nigga, money and murder, nigga
Shit we live by
Uh
[Verse 1: YFN Lucci]
Ayy, all that biting that you doin', how you ain't got rabies?
That lil' bitch want all my time, but I ain't no AP
Told my girl I'ma make her love me more than she hate me
Told lil' bruh that nigga gossip like a lady
Uh, I feel like fuck it, huh
Wreck me another Benz, I feel like fuck it, huh
She mad 'cause I hit her friend, and I was like, "Fuck it"
And he mad 'cause I got in and I'm like, "Fuck it," yeah
I don't be sayin' slime, but I like my pussy slimy, yeah
I ain't got time to wrestle, so I snuck the shine in
And if it ain't 'bout no gaffle then don't waste my time then
She told her lil' friend that we was sixty-nining, look
[Chorus: YFN Lucci]
I go get them racks, you already know that, look
Don't talk to me about no lick if you wasn't on that
On the phone with Jackboy, free Lil Kodak, uh
Ayy, you ain't heard? They jacked boy for his Rollie, look
And they took his shit, but he gon' say they stole it, huh
How you sellin' nicks, but poppin' like you rollin'?
One thing I can't do is let a nigga owe me
Another thing I can't do is let a ho control me
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