Quavo - FUCK EM ALL lyrics

[Intro] This is a TY exclusive [Hook: DJ Paul] f** 'em all, f** 'em all, f** 'em all f** 'em all, f** 'em all, f** 'em all f** 'em all, f** 'em all, f** 'em all f** 'em all, f** 'em all, f** 'em all f** 'em all, f** 'em all, f** 'em all [Verse 1: RiFF RAFF] Cheap shots gon' get you thrown in the trash can I only f** with girls with a spray tan I rock gazelle, you be rocking Ray Bands I stay away from haters and I stay away from drama I might ball for 8 years like Obama I might sing more hooks than Madonna 1999 I was swimming with pirañas Used to do coke with k**ers on my doorstep Used to play football like Tony Dorsett I was 8th grade but I wanna get paid 16 years old talking bout candy sprayed f** how you live and f** all of your traditions 23 inches and I'm thinking Expedition I'm talking bout a Ford and my life's getting bored I already had it all but I still wanna ball 2016 and I'm still doing d** Still ready to die that's why my papa pulled the plug f** this life I'm sipping syrup in my Sprite I ain't got one but my brother got a 6 pack f** around with me and your head getting cracked Never been a gangster or in a gang But I can AR-15 with perfect aim [Hook: DJ Paul] f** 'em all, f** 'em all, f** 'em all f** 'em all, f** 'em all, f** 'em all f** 'em all, f** 'em all, f** 'em all f** 'em all, f** 'em all, f** 'em all f** 'em all, f** 'em all, f** 'em all [Verse 2: DJ Paul] I don't f** with these haters this f** 'em all Stick the K up they an*l then f** 'em all They always braggers, I'm always up in the mall Trigger ball, daily shopping sprees for me? That's a law Knocking back with a pound of green? That's a law Gla** tables, razor blades cut the strong I'm staying raw, staying raw, I'm staying raw DJ Paul is a dog, live like an outlaw f** your broad like a dog while she tickle my balls Skeeted all in her jaws while she licked on my balls I done kinda done it all Dirty south n***a been breaking laws Been rich like I been hit the ball Ball sold over 30 million, [???] [Hook: DJ Paul] f** 'em all, f** 'em all, f** 'em all f** 'em all, f** 'em all, f** 'em all f** 'em all, f** 'em all, f** 'em all f** 'em all, f** 'em all, f** 'em all f** 'em all, f** 'em all, f** 'em all [Verse 3: Quavo] I shoulda played for the Georgia Bulldogs Little dirty country n***a playing with the hogs When I'm in the kitchen get a million missed calls Big boy strapped running from the red dogs I'm havin extras Play with the block like Tetris If she want some extras I gotta f** all on her bestie The way I be balling, somebody give me an ESPY Your favorite rapper, he be calling my phone begging for the recipes Yeah, that way, I told 'em get it off of Ebay Yeah, that way, your b**h favorite album 3 Way I'm in game like EA High life when the replay Bought a b**h a brand new back now she walk around thinking it's a free day [Hook: DJ Paul] f** 'em all, f** 'em all, f** 'em all f** 'em all, f** 'em all, f** 'em all f** 'em all, f** 'em all, f** 'em all f** 'em all, f** 'em all, f** 'em all f** 'em all, f** 'em all, f** 'em all