Fuck You
bob ft. lil boosie yola da great Lyrics

Swag bombs in the sky, here I come
I'm about to bring my style and confidence to this situation

Swag bombs in the sky, it's all over me
I'm overflowing with swagger and style

If I don't fuck wit' you then, I don't fuck wit' you now
I don't associate with people I don't like

I was fuckin' her friend, now I'm fuckin' her now
I used to have sex with her friend, now I'm having sex with her

If you was my nigga then, then I fuck wit' you now
If we were friends before, we're still friends now

I fuck wit' you now
I'm cool with you now

It's a cold world when the cash rules
Money makes things competitive and cutthroat

When the cash rules, watch for the jack moves
Be careful of people trying to take advantage of you when money is involved

Watch for my squad, got me covered like tattoos
My crew has my back and supports me

Plus a nigga got cheddar like Kraft Foods
I have a lot of money

Fuck wit' you, if you a real nigga, then I fuck wit' you
I only associate with authentic and genuine people

And if you got a problem, we could troubleshoot
If there's an issue, we can work it out

Send a text to your nigga, let him try to shoot
If there's beef, let your friend try to settle it with violence

Ball-hitter, now I'm right outside the W
I'm in front of the W Hotel, ready to party

Wit' my shooter waitin' on you, hope you got another you
I have my armed bodyguard with me and I hope you have someone to protect you

Ain't talkin' shit about what my lil' brother do
I'm not discussing my brother's illegal activities

Or get your ass hit up in the club wit' a double deuce
You could get shot with a .22 caliber gun in the club

Hustle Gang, give a damn what a sucker do
I'm part of a group that's all about making money and doesn't care about haters

Doors up in the verte Lamb howlin', fuck a roof
The doors on my Lamborghini are open and the speed is exhilarating

Pistol on me even though ain't finna bust it
I have a gun on me just in case, but I don't plan on using it

You could sure use some shit, I give a bitch a thousand bucks
You seem like you need money, I'll give a girl a grand

She say she got a man, that's one thing
She told me she's in a relationship, but that's not a dealbreaker

You don't spoke then, givin' a fuckin' about
I don't care about what you have to say

Look at this this bitch wit' them fat ass hips
I'm admiring a woman's curvy body

Goddamn, girl, you could put a truck in your mouth
You have a big mouth

Ho forgot about her nigga after playin' (?), a couple of rounds
This woman is cheating on her man with me

She was feelin', touchin' me, first she was suckin' me down
She was sexually attracted to me and performed oral sex on me

Brah, what's up wit' you?
Hey, what's going on with you?

You know damn well I don't really fuck wit' you
You're aware that I don't like you

Got the lil' shooter, go to shootin' when he touches you
I have a young bodyguard who will shoot you if you try to attack me

Fuck around, drop a bell on you
I'll put a hit out on you

Take the plug, met 'em through
I'll rob the drug dealer who introduced us

Kickin' (?) shit on my Margiela shoes
I'm wearing Maison Margiela shoes and I'm kicking dirt or something off of them

Higher than this god, I replace you
I'm so great that I could replace a deity

And my sister, she'll take you to fuckin' babysit her
My sister will have you babysit her kids or do some other menial task

Had your (?) money fittin' like a brave nigga
I made a lot of money and was confident like a brave person

Margiela my mason and I need investigation
My Maison Margiela shoes are important to me and need to be investigated or analyzed

I don't fuck wit' twelve, though I'm bein' (?) racist
I don't like the police, even though it could be considered racist

Diamonds in her white, don't hold the ticket in her (?)
She's wearing diamonds in her engagement ring, but doesn't have the receipt

'Fore they put a new owner permanent vacation
Before they kill or imprison me

I don't fuck wit' you, who the fuck wished I would stop (?)
I don't like you and I don't care who wants me to stop

We got haters, cuh, we got our own President
We have people who don't like us, but we don't care because we have a leader among us

She write her sweets on a drug, fuck your numbers
She sells drugs and doesn't care about keeping track of the money

You a snitchin'-ass nigga, I ain't fuck wit' you never
I don't like you because you're a liar and a snitch

Say that's your bitch, I fuck the ho whenever
You claim she's your girlfriend, but I still have sex with her

I knew all my friends ten years, (?)
I've known my friends for a long time and we've been through a lot together

Came up sellin' crack, bustin' that chopper
I made my money selling drugs and shooting my gun

Pockets on double cheese, that's a damn Whopper
I have a lot of money in my pockets, like a Whopper burger with double cheese

First thing, nigga, I don't fuck wit' no copper
I don't like the police and won't associate with them

Catch you boomin' in my trap, man, a nigga gonna drop
If you're selling drugs in my territory, I'll kill you