Fuck U
{F.B.R} Lyrics


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Swag bombs in the sky, here I come
Swag bombs in the sky, it's all over me

If I don't fuck wit' you then, I don't fuck wit' you now
I was fuckin' her friend, now I'm fuckin' her now
If I don't fuck wit' you then, I don't fuck wit' you now
If you was my nigga then, then I fuck wit' you now
I fuck wit' you now

It's a cold world when the cash rules
When the cash rules, watch for the jack moves
Watch for my squad, got me covered like tattoos
Plus a nigga got cheddar like Kraft Foods
Fuck wit' you, if you a real nigga, then I fuck wit' you
And if you got a problem, we could troubleshoot
Send a text to your nigga, let him try to shoot

Ball-hitter, now I'm right outside the W
Wit' my shooter waitin' on you, hope you got another you
Ain't talkin' shit about what my lil' brother do
Or get your ass hit up in the club wit' a double deuce
Hustle Gang, give a damn what a sucker do
Doors up in the verte Lamb howlin', fuck a roof
Pistol on me even though ain't finna bust it
You could sure use some shit, I give a bitch a thousand bucks

If I don't fuck wit' you then, I don't fuck wit' you now
I was fuckin' her friend, now I'm fuckin' her now
If I don't fuck wit' you then, I don't fuck wit' you now
If you was my nigga then, then I fuck wit' you now
I fuck wit' you now

If I don't fuck wit' you then, I don't fuck wit' you now
She say she got a man, that's one thing
You don't spoke then, givin' a fuckin' about
Look at this this bitch wit' them fat ass hips
Goddamn, girl, you could put a truck in your mouth
Ho forgot about her nigga after playin' (?), a couple of rounds
She was feelin', touchin' me, first she was suckin' me down

Brah, what's up wit' you?
You know damn well I don't really fuck wit' you
Got the lil' shooter, go to shootin' when he touches you
Fuck around, drop a bell on you
Take the plug, met 'em through
Kickin' (?) shit on my Margiela shoes
Higher than this god, I replace you
And my sister, she'll take you to fuckin' babysit her
Had your (?) money fittin' like a brave nigga

If I don't fuck wit' you then, I don't fuck wit' you now
I was fuckin' her friend, now I'm fuckin' her now
If I don't fuck wit' you then, I don't fuck wit' you now
If you was my nigga then, then I fuck wit' you now
I fuck wit' you now

Margiela my mason and I need investigation
I don't fuck wit' twelve, though I'm bein' (?) racist
Diamonds in her white, don't hold the ticket in her (?)
'Fore they put a new owner permanent vacation
I don't fuck wit' you, who the fuck wished I would stop (?)
We got haters, cuh, we got our own President
She write her sweets on a drug, fuck your numbers

I ain't fuck wit' you then, I don't fuck wit' you now
You a snitchin'-ass nigga, I ain't fuck wit' you never
Say that's your bitch, I fuck the ho whenever
I knew all my friends ten years, (?)
Came up sellin' crack, bustin' that chopper
Pockets on double cheese, that's a damn Whopper
First thing, nigga, I don't fuck wit' no copper
Catch you boomin' in my trap, man, a nigga gonna drop

If I don't fuck wit' you then, I don't fuck wit' you now
I was fuckin' her friend, now I'm fuckin' her now
If I don't fuck wit' you then, I don't fuck wit' you now

Overall Meaning

The song "Fuck U" by F.B.R is a fast-paced and heavy-hitting track that highlights the rapper's disregard for anyone who he does not trust or consider loyal. The lyrics demonstrate a strong sense of loyalty to those who are close and trustworthy, and a willingness to do whatever it takes to protect his own. The opening lines, "Swag bombs in the sky, here I come, Swag bombs in the sky, it's all over me" suggest that F.B.R is fully confident in his abilities and his success.


The next lines, "If I don't fuck wit' you then, I don't fuck wit' you now, I was fuckin' her friend, now I'm fuckin' her now," suggest that F.B.R is not concerned with any moral implications of his actions, and that he is willing to do what it takes to get what he wants. The chorus, "If you was my nigga then, then I fuck wit' you now, I fuck wit' you now," makes it clear that trust and loyalty are important qualities to F.B.R, and that those who possess them are valued.


The song continues to talk about the importance of money and power, and the lengths that F.B.R is willing to go to achieve them. The lyrics "It's a cold world when the cash rules, When the cash rules, watch for the jack moves" suggest that F.B.R is aware of the dangers of greed and power, and that he is always on the lookout for anyone who might try to take advantage of him. The song ends with a string of lyrics that reinforce these themes, and the message that loyalty and trust are the most important qualities that a person can possess.


Line by Line Meaning

Swag bombs in the sky, here I come
I'm on top of the game and I'm about to show off


Swag bombs in the sky, it's all over me
My style and confidence are unmatched


If I don't fuck wit' you then, I don't fuck wit' you now I was fuckin' her friend, now I'm fuckin' her now If you was my nigga then, then I fuck wit' you now I fuck wit' you now
I have a clear idea of who matters to me, and if you're important, I'll invest in you deeply. If not, I won't hesitate to cut ties and move on.


It's a cold world when the cash rules When the cash rules, watch for the jack moves
Money is the ultimate power, and it can lead to deceit and betrayal.


Watch for my squad, got me covered like tattoos Plus a nigga got cheddar like Kraft Foods Fuck wit' you, if you a real nigga, then I fuck wit' you And if you got a problem, we could troubleshoot
I have a loyal crew who supports me, and I have the financial means to back me up. I'll only engage with real individuals, and if we have issues, we can work them out.


Send a text to your nigga, let him try to shoot
If you have an issue with me, don't come at me directly. Instead, try to take a shot at me behind my back or through someone else.


Ball-hitter, now I'm right outside the W Wit' my shooter waitin' on you, hope you got another you
My reputation precedes me, and I have killer instincts. I'm not afraid to confront anyone who crosses me, and I have backup to ensure my safety.


Ain't talkin' shit about what my lil' brother do Or get your ass hit up in the club wit' a double deuce
Don't underestimate my power, and don't talk about my family. If you do, you might end up in a dangerous situation.


Hustle Gang, give a damn what a sucker do Doors up in the verte Lamb howlin', fuck a roof Pistol on me even though ain't finna bust it You could sure use some shit, I give a bitch a thousand bucks
I don't care about weak people, and I'm all about the high life. My gun is just for show, and I have plenty of money to give away.


She say she got a man, that's one thing
I'm not interested in her relationship status, and I'm only focused on what I want.


You don't spoke then, givin' a fuckin' about
Don't waste my time if you're not interested in me.


Look at this this bitch wit' them fat ass hips Goddamn, girl, you could put a truck in your mouth Ho forgot about her nigga after playin' (?), a couple of rounds She was feelin', touchin' me, first she was suckin' me down
This woman is attractive to me, and I'm enjoying her attention. She's cheating on her partner, and I'm not bothered by that fact.


Brah, what's up wit' you? You know damn well I don't really fuck wit' you Got the lil' shooter, go to shootin' when he touches you Fuck around, drop a bell on you Take the plug, met 'em through Kickin' (?) shit on my Margiela shoes Higher than this god, I replace you And my sister, she'll take you to fuckin' babysit her Had your (?) money fittin' like a brave nigga
I'm not friends with you, so don't act like we have a close relationship. If you try to cause me trouble, I have people who can handle it. I have money, and can replace anyone who gets in my way. My sister is also willing to take you out if necessary.


Margiela my mason and I need investigation I don't fuck wit' twelve, though I'm bein' (?) racist Diamonds in her white, don't hold the ticket in her (?) 'Fore they put a new owner permanent vacation
I'm highly invested in my fashion and need to protect my image. I have a problem with law enforcement, but it's not due to race. I have valuable possessions and will protect them at all costs.


I don't fuck wit' you, who the fuck wished I would stop (?) We got haters, cuh, we got our own President She write her sweets on a drug, fuck your numbers
I don't care about anyone who wants me to fail. Even the President doesn't faze me. I'll do what I want, and I don't care about the consequences.


You a snitchin'-ass nigga, I ain't fuck wit' you never Say that's your bitch, I fuck the ho whenever I knew all my friends ten years, (?) Came up sellin' crack, bustin' that chopper Pockets on double cheese, that's a damn Whopper First thing, nigga, I don't fuck wit' no copper Catch you boomin' in my trap, man, a nigga gonna drop
I have no respect for people who betray others. If you claim someone as your partner, I'll sleep with them anyway. I have a history of shady dealings, but I'll always look out for myself. I've made a lot of money through illegal means, and I won't hesitate to use violence if necessary.




Lyrics © O/B/O APRA AMCOS
Written by: Bobby Ray Simmons, Clifford Joseph Harris, Sean Merrett

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