[Intro]
Rub your titties
If you nice weave
[Verse 1]
f** you
You a p**y n***a anyway
While you talk about me
Tell'em how I rode your face
Memphis Ten where we get it in
Money over everything
Chicks be f**ing just to win
First 48 is the scene
I can k** a b**h dream
Till you see me in my jeans
If that's ya n***a
Tell him stay up out my ringer
Bout to clock it back
Watch me shoot my middle finger
Like
[Chorus]
f** you
f** you
f** you
f** you
Jive records I said
f** you
f** you
f** you
Michelle from Straight from the a** blog I'm like
f** you
f** you
Smelling like a fish market
f** you
f** you
You angry b**hes I'm like
f** you
I'm all give y'all some T-shirt that say
I hate K.Michelle
All you hating b**h
[Verse 2]
f** you
And them b**hes that you came with
Why ugly b**hes always wanna talk the most sh**
Dumb sh** sweet valley high sh**
Really man f** you and your whole clique
I'm from Memphis
Jump a gate slap a b**h
I ain't in the streets
And I ain't with that sh**
I see a lot of n***as
But not a lot of men
All of a sudden stranger b**hes tryna be my friend
[Chorus]
f** you
For real tho I don't know none of you hoes I don't
f** you
f** you
Tell Sally Mann
f** you
f** you
f** you
f** you
To that flight attendant
That didn't want to get me another drink
f** you
f** you
f** you
f** you