Lola Monroe - Futg lyrics

rate me

(feat. Courtney)

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

On some real shit, these bitches ain’t fuckin’ with me

These niggas is lames, and they can’t fuck with me

Any rap bitch with an issue come and get me

Picture that, come and get me.

Damn I go so cold, these niggas all hot

And if your circle ballin, why these niggas on block?

Jockin’ ass, y’all knockin’ ass, I’ma hate on a nigga just stop and ask

Hate to see your body glow, like the police clothes

I’m a double o blow with your boxing ass

Ain’t no need for all that makeup, love you’re naturally a clown

If you worked on getting your paper up, you could gradually get down

All these bitches screaming hustle, and they ain’t never seen one

Bitch I hustle for a dollar, ’til i ain’t ever need one

Duck, duck goose these bitches and make them take a seat

Cause judging from my bankroll, they should really take a plea

Bout to paint the phantom pink the top off and ground get it

Baddest bitch in the game is what I’m is, and I’m gonna get it

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They be askin’ where I’m goin’ all this moneys I’ve been showin’

From the bottom is where I came

And I did it on my own, ain’t nobody give it to us

Think about it every day

Y’all been fuckin’ up the game (x 6)

How they spell ‘em, yell they wanna get with L-O-L-A

now with the yellow bellies catch me in the yellow lambo

Talkin’ on the yellow celly, all about my deli, that's the ham

You wonderin’ am I ’bout to kill this? Yes I am

Wiz told me get ‘em, hangin portraits for they headshots

Wake ‘em out they sleep, like they bed rocked

Where these dust buckets come from

Don’t know what these bitches used to

But I got a couple questions for you cloned out new crews

Thought you fuckin’ with us? Thought you fuckin’ with us?

One more, you really thought you fuckin’ with us?

Never, Taylor, Taylor, Taylor

Gang

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