Cashflow - f**d Yo b**h (FYB) lyrics

Intro: Talking Yeah, Ooohhh!!! It's Great, It's Great...It's Great Hook I'm hearing Mercy this, I'm hearing Mercy that You heard his latest sh**, I think that n***a wack They mad cause I f**ed they b**h mad cause I f**ed they b**h Mad cause I f**ed they b**h mad cause I f**ed they b**h Verse I let this water flow, I'm like cyclops in the oddessy Blaque Pirate Monopoly, vampires with a armory And I am the prophesy, bow down and just follow me No Twitter this solemnly, real n***a an*logies But's what a real n***a to America when they stare at us cause we black And ain't sh** fair to us but hell it's just America and that's that We got used to it, past the P's like we used to do it, get James Brown jumpin I'm in the new Buick finna bag me a new cuties and I hope she s*utting She African, Ethiopian mixed with Russian Raised in Moscow and she f** me for barely nothing I handle real business with Czars when I'm in our country I be plugged with The Mob that's why yo broad wanna f** me So I just go with the flow, don't kiss and tell that's the code Let her s** it, then I f** her off the bed to the floor Then I whisper in her ear tell her keep that on low I break where the dough I break bread with the bro I like my pies with custard I like my check with some numbers My n***as trappers they dumpers, my b**hes thotties they bussas Start up my whip with a bu*ton, you want to race Imma dust ya Can't hate my haters I love ya, I pray to God you go hustle Put some bread in yo pocket get off yo a** and go double But Imma triple quadruple while yo team in still the huddle Ay b**h I ball with no deal, a hitter get called you get k**ed Ay trapping hard and cracking card I learn that all from the ville My city speak for itself our murder rate on a hill They say the tongue is a sword my Adam's apple cut mills Ay be successful the message thick a** chickens with breastes They say I'm rude and I'm reckless, ain't tryna f** hit the exit I'm from the Chi it's a drill, JoJo' ll take off yo necklace I keep my mind on a meal cause n***as starving and desperate They say it's time to eat dinner but I'm still munching on breakfast I call all women b**hes they say I'm manish and s**ist And..that bad b**h she kind of yellow my bezels they kind of yellow Sip turtle that Donatello make my n***as jolly fellows You f**in with Papi's pesos, I fill you with hot a** medal In mexico with dinero, tequila and my modelo La verde in cigarillo low key I keep it mello My mami she play the cello, I-phone ring I holla hello The jefe karate sensei, f** em I gotta get paid Sixteens hoes dick in a day, sixteen whole bricks on the way Break em down finna take em down, bakerman finna bake a cake And my favorite cake is when I bake the pound, shake em down shake em down f** the circus could never pay a clown, Mercy Great I'm finna take a bow On S and I'll take you down, flow hard Mercedes style Lamborghini eighty thous, only reason cause I smoke in it Swisher sweet got dope in it, big dreams that got hope in it Dead a** no joke with it Ordered another bottles of Ace of Spade and Moscato CAM K$YZ he savage dropping bowes like he Macho Man I'm in the Condo, with Pez and Alejandro Weigh the dope hope it's pronto fan the spot if it's not though Now I'm back on the block though, handle business like Chapo Mankind going Socko, your hair line will get rocked off Yo head I'm not a knock off, and bread I got a lot though b**h, I'm Mercy Great aka The Bank A hundred dimes of grape, college town I'm straight A hundred miles I race, for this money I chase No patient can't wait, got to get it today I shoot if get delayed, I'm sipping my liquor straight Most of my b**hes gay, pimping in my beret BPC in the place, it's a bad b**h parade Said she a p**n star she only f** if she get paid Well I'm a born so you gone f** me anyway (you gone f** me anyway) Ooohhh It's Great baby Hook 1x