Fuck You!

[Intro]
(Iceberg want a bag, bitch)
Poppin' my shit
New Louis V'
Probably won't wear it
I ain't even want it
Yeah, yeah, ye-yeah, yeah
Poppin' my shit
New Louis V', yeah

[Chorus]
Poppin' my shit, new Louis V', probably won't wear it
I ain't even want it, diamonds my teeth, shinin' like glee
Blowin' racks through the night, get it back by the morning
Back on my feet, I was workin', losin' sleep
Hold on, that's important, yeah, fuck you
Know I keep a 2-3, but I'll still stomp you out of some Jordans

[Verse 1]
Used to call him my dawg, but he shed, he a sna-a-ake
Control my bitch, don't play no ga-a-ames
Fuck around catch me a case but not from this Drac'
From the way that I switch la-a-anes
Push start, I'ma push it
For my story, we gon' start off in bookin'
Police always try to label me crooked
Any freedom that I had they just took it
Pull off in that Benz, drive this bitch like I got road rage
Hear the sirens, we dashin' on feet
I ain't scared of police, I'm just scared of my old ways
Shackles inside that court was my old days
Know that I made it 'cause everybody keep on sayin' we brother and cousin
Even if you was my blood, I wouldn't give a fuck, 'cause I don't know you from nothin'

[Chorus]
Poppin' my shit, new Louis V', probably won't wear it
I ain't even want it, diamonds my teeth, shinin' like glee
Blowin' racks through the night, get it back by the morning
Back on my feet, I was workin', losin' sleep
Hold on, that's important, yeah, fuck you
Know I keep a 2-3, but I'll still stomp you out of some Jordans

[Verse 2]
My life a movie
Rated R, we fuck with action and groupies
Hopped out my feelings and hopped in a two seat
Money I'm flashin' that shit really loose leaf
Momma hate when I flex it, she think they gon' do me
She don't know that I ride with them pounds on the interstate
I live my life like a felon
Glock with me any way
Run up on me, I'ma do it, that trigger my fetish
Wake up, get lettuce
Go to sleep, wake up and do it again
That's just how I set it
I gotta get it
I know it's buildin', ain't check it
Blow up my phone, I'ma block you, hope you get the message
Can you quit callin' me?
Told that lil' ho, "You was lucky that you got to talk to me
Now when I need my space, please get off of me"
I know she callin' 'cause I'm

[Chorus]
Poppin' my shit, new Louis V', probably won't wear it
I ain't even want it, diamonds my teeth, shinin' like glee
Blowin' racks through the night, get it back by the morning
Back on my feet, I was workin', losin' sleep
Hold on, that's important, yeah, fuck you
Know I keep a 2-3, but I'll still stomp you out of some Jordans