Songtexte F.U - F.Rider

All yall talkin on my back
I don't give a fuck like that
Got F.Roxy he mad
Can't tell him to calm down
Tell em F-U-C-K that
Tell em F-U-C-K that
Mafuckers wanna kill my ass
Tell em F-U-C-K that

All yall talkin on my back
I don't give a fuck like that
Got F.Roxy he mad
Can't tell him to calm down
Tell em F-U-C-K that
Tell em F-U-C-K that
Mafuckers wanna kill my ass
Tell em F-U-C-K that

Uhuh
I ain't even wanna show my face
Uhuh
I ain't wanna show my face
Uhuh
I got the racks yes I got it
Uhuh
Them Billyboys got my back oh yeah
I can see the pussy boy right from mile away
If I was dead I don't know who the fuck gone take my place
Hell nah I ain't no- Hell nah I ain't no lame
Ya'll step back, ya'll smell like dead fish, sardines

I take a year off and I see everyone tryna take my blueprint
Ya'll thought I was lame, ya'll thought I was like a Persian prince
My neck got a silver scale, yeah yeah I'm a big fish
I'm a pyromaniac my flames will never extinguish

Mamase mamasa mamakusa
Mamase mamasa mamakusa
She like my swag, she like my style
I take her to my place right now
Finna turn this shit to Mardi Gras
Ko tak suka, apa lancau?
Dinho he like Manny Pacquiao
Uhuhuh

No sir I am not a poser
Loser all you are some losers
I'm cooler, I just copped like 2 pers
2 pairs
Who cares?

All yall talkin on my back
I don't give a fuck like that
Got F.Roxy he mad
Can't tell him to calm down
Tell em F-U-C-K that
Tell em F-U-C-K that
Mafuckers wanna kill my ass
Tell em F-U-C-K that

All yall talkin on my back
I don't give a fuck like that
Got F.Roxy he mad
Can't tell him to calm down
Tell em F-U-C-K that
Tell em F-U-C-K that
Mafuckers wanna kill my ass
Tell em F-U-C-K that