Neno Calvin - Fuk Em lyrics

[Intro: Birdman] Yeah, prime time 'bout mine, n***a Jewelry on Rich Gang! Hublot Rich Gang! p**y [Verse 1: Birdman] Golf ball in my ear, n***a Chains with the big thangs on 'em Fame came to my block, n***a My lil' n***as gon' pop, n***a My fishtail keep curvin', n***a Doin' donuts, we swervin', n***a Gettin' money, n***a, you heard me, n***a Get money, n***a, straight servin', n***a Uptown, been a G 'bout mine Came 'round, put it down 'bout mine Got money, n***a, been stuntin', n***a Big guns, n***a, been huntin' n***as Couple mil' in them ceilings, n***a Couple of birds in them buildings, n***a Switched it up and hit another town Get money, n***a, layin' it down [Hook: Birdman] f** 'em f** 'em, yeah f** 'em, yeah f** 'em, yeah f** 'em Yeah [Verse 2: Neno Calvin] When it's time, ain't no playin', just gon' lay 'em down Clean my mirrors, clutchin' pistols, devil stay around Yeah I'm still on, we's 'bout breakin' Ps down [?], b**hes pretty but they evil, but can't leave 'em Got my reasons, woah Pull up and drive it, I've gotta go People be hot, I learned your spot then kick your door Fall off for what? Yeah I'm gon' stunt I want for nothin' Rich Gang or nothin' If not then f** 'em, mothaf** with me [Hook: Birdman] f** 'em f** 'em, yeah f** 'em, yeah f** 'em, yeah f** 'em Yeah [Verse 3: Hot Boy] Stone ride, they stole Big G One of the last original hot boys, that's got to be me I've been a gangsta, don't f** with wangstas In the pen with them hands, on the street I'm totin' them bangers What's happenin', p**y? I don't f** with pussies You can play p**y Make a n***a bust your p**y I did fed time I did state time Took it like a man And b**h I never drop a dime, f** 'em [Hook: Birdman] f** 'em f** 'em, yeah f** 'em, yeah f** 'em, yeah f** 'em Yeah [Outro: Birdman] You understand me? It's just this simple, boy I know it's a lot of sh**, but you feel me? Who put this sh** together, n***a? Me, that's who Who took nothin' and turned it into somethin' that started with nothin'? Me, that's who Who made n***as millionaires and they ain't have nothing' before I met 'em And then I made 'em rich and stuff, n***a? Me, that's who Who went to the penitentiary, caught 5 and had 15 And came out with 10 on paper, n***a? Who went uptown movin' birds, puttin' in work, gettin' in work? Me, that's who Who sold a billion records, n***a? Me, that's who Who was 16, n***a with a mil' cash, n***a Me, that's who Rich Gang lifestyle, boy Rich Gang! BLAT!