Skeme - I.D.F.W.Y. lyrics
rate meI swear to God bitch
I’ve been to hell and back
Still about whatever
You can run and tell’em that
Used to want the world
Now I just want what they owe
Fuck all of you fraud ass niggaz
We ain't homies
Straight up
I don't fuck wit y'all niggaz
I don't fuck with y’all niggaz
I say bitch I don't fuck wit y'all niggaz
Naw, I don’t fuck with y’all niggaz
Everybody got cups
But they ain’t chipped in
Niggaz want a simp friend
I ain’t nothing like them
Drop 6 in it then let it kick in
Baby momma making breakfast
And I just tipped in
Everybody looking like the new Mac 10
Mac 11 on my dresser, make it match with the fit
Mix like a chemist
Tryin’ to get the right blend
On that screw juice with a screw loose
Life bend
Took a chance even when the chances were slim
Pray the Lord bless
being broke like a sin
In that water like phelps, not knowing how to swim
And maneuver through the current
Like a nigger got fins
Bitch!
Bright bread and bright lens
My toleration’s too thin
And the vest ain’t gone
Protect shit
If we take shots at that chin, nigga!
I swear to God bitch
I’ve been to hell and back
Still about whatever
You can run and tell’em that
Used to want the world
Now I just want what they owe
Fuck all of you fraud ass niggaz
We ain't homies
Straight up
I don't fuck wit y'all niggaz
I don't fuck with y’all niggaz
I say bitch I don't fuck wit y'all niggaz
Naw, I don’t fuck with y’all niggaz
Bitch I’m an underground king
Where my crown at?
Talk money you ain’t ever been around that
Inglewood mothafucka where I'm found at
So fly a nigga lost touch where the ground at
Everybody around me know how to get dough
Faux-faux, click clack
Nigga get low
Been down 10 toes from the get go
Now it's benzos
24z to the windows
See her be my little cousin
From the Tempo
Turn the 4, shake these
What they in for?
Get to talkin wit a drawl of south doe
Stack bread high, no love for a bimbo
He might talk like a pimp, he a simp doe.
Get Money got money
Trying to get more
Know love for a bop
Bitch niiggaz get shot
If there’s money In the spot
Pull the get doe
I swear to God bitch
I’ve been to hell and back
Still about whatever
You can run and tell’em that
Used to want the world
Now I just want what they owe
Fuck all of you fraud ass niggaz
We ain't homies
Straight up
I don't fuck wit y'all niggaz
I don't fuck with y’all niggaz
I say bitch I don't fuck wit y'all niggaz
Naw, I don’t fuck with y’all niggaz
Syrup all in my cup
Bitches all in my phone
Money all on my mind
Dollar signs on my dome
Mayne fuck these niggaz I ain't playin
Mayne fuck these niggaz I ain't playin
Syrup all in my cup
Bitches all in my phone
Money all on my mind
Dollar signs on my dome
Mayne fuck these niggaz I ain't playin
Mayne fuck these niggaz I ain't playin
Thanks to colekeepsitG for correcting these lyrics
