YoungstaCPT - F U lyrics

[Chad da Don] Just to see the watch glow, spent a lot of dough Had her screaming out OH when she saw the dro way to fly I don't know where we stand And to be cool with me you gotta smoke a hundred grand Just to set it off you know me I light it up Homeys say they the truth but they can't lie enough Big blunt in amy hand and I ain't high enough Your name thinking that he dope but he ain't fly as us Shorty say the feeling different every time she rock with us Guess this sh** is too appealing when you fly as f** Guaranteed to feel it if the boy start it up Need that Rolle on my arm before my time is up So I grind smarter I'm working that grind harder Take care of my mama, mama know I would die for her I thought that they were loyal, I tatted it on my arm I gave you the most, you doubted me all along You gon need a lesson to teach you from right or wrong I k** you in a second, same way I do all these songs Every time you sit down just know that the time ticks I would never miss a click, like an HD pic We built it from the bottom up, paid for the brick So unlike you f** boys you just pay for your clicks Touch down, new state, new city, new bae Bust out, new fade, who with me, toupee It got nothing to do with me but you two-faced And I don't f** with these homeys so I ain't too fazed When f**ing with me! It could go two ways I either take it straight or let her pack her suitcase All white T same colour as her tooth paste Gotta brush my teeth, keep it clean after two days Gotta keep it true with it, two chains They call me chad but I'm the don I got two names Catch me Friday pull up at my local When it's EVT I go to coco I'm not tryna get caught by the popo But when they smell that loud it's that dope though Can't believe what all of it come to If my homeys run through we gon bust moves Cops catch you with the dope they gon cuff you But I'm still blowing loud yelling f** you Can't believe what all of it come to If my homeys run through we gon bust moves Cops catch you with the dope they gon cuff you But I'm still blowing loud yelling f** you [YoungstaCPT] I say this disrespectfully, definitely I'm from CPT what you expect from me I looked up to Ready D and ouens who were legendary Now I toe tag emcees and send them to the cemetary Destruction is the appetite, disaster is the recipe Feel the intensity, 'cause I don't show no empathy Y Gen's the entity, the components we combine Are explosive like chemistry and blow like south westerlies The winds of change are coming from the West Kaap But f** with the Rottweiler, do not press pause You and the money deserve each other, you counterfeit I'm shaking hands with crime lords and I'm proud of it This accent is mine, I don't fabricate it You comment on it and you get your let amputated Every bar's a dumb-bell, so you have to weigh it This rap game's becoming overly saturated There's honesty in my music and I don't wanna lie It's supper time and I'm serving guys the humble pie f** a train I'm on the railway running lines You act surprised that I'm grimy for a coloured guy Your music so sweet, you're like a pop sickle I'm trying to get this white girl I told her I know Rock and Roll I saw the whole design long ago, I'm like The Oracle Everything is optional and nothing is impossible My bars are abominable, kicking it like Arsenal Flyer than the cardinals, you'll find me at the carnival You can call me Wyclef, I'm taller than your triceps f**ing up your thought process like it's mind s** Set the mood, El Fuego keep the candles lit My life's a screen play, my lyrics are the man*script This verse will leave rappers on their back in the ambulance I need a punching bag, you looking like a candidate Now where the bars at, I'm looking for the hard raps I wrote this verse when Chad recovered from the car crash He showed me that anyone can overcome adversity We do it for the underground but represent commercially But f** it, while I'm here I'm gonna stunt If I don't then go broke, I'm gonna rob the Waterfront VNA right there I used to fight fair 'til you woke up to South Africa's worst nightmare I wanted to be American and never use my slang Now I'm scary like the motherf**ing boogieman I can take you anywhere, just like and Uber can And bring it back like a f**ing boomerang Kaap Staad, Naaier