Fuck You Mean

[Chorus] (x2)
Hustlers understand it, haters can’t stand it
I’m standin’ in yo face & you still can’t see me
Fuck you mean? (x8)

[Verse 1: Soulja Boy]
Hit em with the hot bars, muthafuck a sound bite
Soulja Boy ain't got no money boy that shit don’t sound right
Fuck you mean? 8Ball, MJG super fuckin super team
S-O-D on fuck you G
Step up on the stage, Man I’m so brave
Hat to the back & im low key
All the hoes they be on Me
Bitch I soaked a Tony
Hit em with the 4 cheese cheddars macaroni
Yeah I’m back again, swag turned up to the maximum
All my diamonds platinum, Limousine rackin em
Yeah I’m back on the muthafuckin stage & my hands up
I don’t give a fuck throw them bands up
Fuck you mean?

[Chorus] (x2)

[Verse 2: MJG]
I’m a worldwide veteran
You need to save it like David like Letterman
Oh no not ever & I didn’t say never man
Will you out do me? I’m cold I’m the weatherman
Soulja boy tell em man
I can live in all climates & seasons
Anytime I reach in Snow, rain
& whatever don’t kill me make me boss up I need more pain
More struggle more hurt to remind me of the path I had to travel that’s behind me
Pimp Tight M-J
25 lighters whom I trust in the bedroom
Seat let back in my Cadillac
I know I ain't Shaq but a pimp still gotta have leg room
See I could never be an H-A-T-E-R
See we are classic like VCR or electricity car

[Chorus] (x2)

[Verse 3: 8Ball]
Word murderer I write that on the side of poetry
I know you heard of F-A-T B-O-Y Mr. B-I-G
Memphis, Tenn. imma scream it till I leave this earth
Black 10 cigarillo full of stanky purp
Bang in the background ridin through Orange Mound
N**** want a show I need Cash up front now
Big man, veteren, doin it now did it again
Carve my name in hip hop it’s the re im here till the world end
8Ball M-J-G P-I-M-P Tennessee rep that shit from ATL to Texas down to the Florida keys
With ease
Worldwide like a cool breeze in the wind like an exhale of some good weed

[Chorus] (x2)