Yo Gotti - F-U (f** You) lyrics

[Hook] f** you, f** you f** you, f** you (Tell a hater I said) f** you, f** you (p**y) f** you, f** you (Tell your b**h I said) [Verse 1: Yo Gotti] Me, a** up, face down One night only, I'm from out of town Pound, new rules we ain't waiting on it And if that p**y good we spend a cake on it Plane ticket, hotel, new bag, new Chanel Giuseppe sneakers, his and hers If you a hater I just got two words [Hook] f** you, f** you f** you, f** you (Tell a hater I said) f** you, f** you f** you, f** you (And tell your b**h I said) [Verse 2: Yo Gotti] You, and the b**hes that you came with All in my section drinking my sh** You ain't f**ing, you ain't s**ing what you doing ho? Instagram and taking pictures, but you don't know me though Damn, she said that she a fan Yea I understand, but I want to get in her pants Cause she thick as f** and she sticking her tongue out She said she don't f** with rappers And I'm like what you talking about b**h? [Hook] f** you, f** you f** you, f** you (I got two words for you) f** you, f** you f** you, f** you (Tell a hater I said) [Verse 3: Meek Mill] Oh, I said f** ‘em I don't like 'em, I don't love 'em When the money come Homies turn to haters, I don't trust 'em If the brick ain't coming with a stamp, I don't touch it I want that BMF with the Scorpio when I'm bustin' Like a b**h when she t**n', y'all n***as workin' Clown a** n***as, we should put you in the circus In the cage with the lion, let him have you for dessert And testifying on your homie, took a deal, but was it worth it n***a? I met this b**h, she said “my friend, she want to f** you" I like your friend, but really though, I wanna f** you And if I get my roadie though, he gotta to f** too Now put your middle fingers up and scream [Verse 4: Yo Gotti] Haters, n***a mad at the paper Big crib, ten cars, twenty acres Twenty chains, ten watches, I'm a j**ler Lil' watch with the jest, don't let it fool you I could school you on how to look like money Hustler of the year, could write a book ‘bout money Don't pop them bottles tryna impress them hoes With your re-up money better tell them hoes, b**h [Hook] f** you, f** you f** you, f** you (Tell a b**h I said) f** you, f** you f** you, f** you (Tell a hater I said)