Crooked I - Tell Them Mf's We Made It lyrics

[Verse 1] Now what the hell should I care about, nothing I'm Paramount, f** it bring the Maclaren out She gets sky miles the way I air 'em out French connection, I Paris my whereabouts You still in your parents' house I'm with a vixen hard nipples and the cherry blouse No pants derriere is out I call it honeymoon without the marriage vows I f** with some street k**ers and D dealers We out to market everything, even 3 wheelers I f** with some blunt smokers and E-pillers You don't like us, so what, the freaks feel us Onion booty and some yoga pants She got that 'won't you come bend me over stance I got paper and she over stamps I got a message for the haters man [Hook] Tell them muhf**as we made it [x4] Live good, still hood Grind hard like a real n***a should 1hunnid, stay true Let 'em know, tell them muhf**as we made it [Verse 2] Yeah, tell them muhf**as we made it Johnny Blue, tell them muhf**as we faded Middle finger you and them mothaf**as who hate it Still sleeping on us, leave them s**as sedated By the time they wake up, probably flying to Jamaica On my birthday gettin' my cake up You dudes Hollywood, say what? I call you virtual s**, you fake f**s I don't think you want a problem I'm Andy Warhol and [?] on boardwalk I'm awesome when I draw guns Be somewhere in Boston when the law come With a bad b**h and she know it's pimpin' Her accent is like Lois Griffin The Lord's prayer over roasted chicken Some red wine, let's toast to livin' [Hook] [Verse 3] Breaking news, we making moves You new n***as listen, pay your dues Don't be a dive artist, or you play to lose Kick you while you down, in my favorite shoes Box me, you need a drug test Box full of shells, let's have a slug fest Then I tell your ho put on her f** dress Give me brains for fame, that's success The best revenge and this is murder now You talk behind my back and I ain't even turn around Ants to a giant, I ain't even heard a sound Attitude up, I ain't finna turn it down VH1 b**h in a black Carerra Gettin' Viacom p**y in this ratchet era f** her weave up and her black mascara Then pa** by my haters blowin' Jack Herera [Hook]