F**k Boy-*** C

Sweet jones f**k a** niggas These some p**sy a** rap niggas gettin in the game Soon as them niggas get a lil bit of money they start actin like b**ches And they can suck my motherfukin dick Ni**a be talkin bout how he trill this ni**a over here trill but you a b**ch a** ni**a tho Motherfukers always talk about how much money they got Them ni**a cant even go in the ghetto about what they be rappin on records about, how they a f**k boy P**sy a** niggas always think someones gona do something to em in the hood (b**ch) Ni**a if we wanted to hit you we coulda been hit you Four in the mornin, smokin dank Sippin on indo thinkin bout my bank I'm thinkin to get them big notes its about to win And they gon have to break me off to gain some ends Cause all the niggas that done got the knowledge Either out the gate, dead or bout them dollas And by them dollars mean they f**k over they homeboys You think they wont hit chu but you a f**k boy You a F**k boy ni**a you work wit em folks Like you paid for the p**sy in a? Niggas always on the mic about packing a gun But this when sh*t pop off he be the first to run I'm a ni**a but i do some adding and subtracting Where the f**k was motherfukin jesse jackson POP C tryna save em white folks While niggas was getting f**ked in there a** and throat By these dirty a** motherfukin tight folks A few house niggas but most of you are white folks (Uhh) flat line I might just get hit with the tar But if they do I'ma still sue cuz they some f**k boys F**k boy ni**a you work wit em folks Like you paid for the p**sy in a? Niggas always on the mic about packing a gun But this when sh*t pop off he be the first to run You could run but you'd still get touched boy Your nothing but a p**sy thats why they call you f**k boy It aint sex I tryna to say you'd f**k the fag You aint gay but you'd still take it up the a** You claim to be real but your not You pulled out your gat and you still got shot Too scared to be a gangster, you'll never be a playa You aint spit no game ni**a all you did was Wish you? You said it didnt hurt She aint nothin but a hoe but your pimpin didnt work If they put you in a cell you'd tell em everything you know Cuz you a b**ch you scared jealous a** hoe You a F**k boy ni**a you work wit em folks Like you paid for the p**sy in a? Niggas always on the mic about packing a gun But this when sh*t pop off he be the first to run Hold up dedicated to all yall step daddy a** niggas Eat a sick dick and die ni**a P**sy a** ni**a ridin with them guns aint gonna save you Cuz when a ni**a wanna hit you its easy to hit you cuz you a f**k boy and f**k boys follow f**k niggas You can get the dick in your mouth talkin bout you gon slap one of us ni**a You'll get your motherfukin brains blew out on your mothafukin dashboard I'm watching you, yeah what go up must come down b**ch Eat a dick ni**a, big bowl of dick, p**sy a** ni**a