#FUCKAFEATURE

[Intro]
Yo, weight up, weight up, man
Huh?
Know? You know I gotta talk on atleast one of these joints, man
Know I mean?
Should be known by now, ain't nobody fuckin' with me, man
I mean, fuck all these rappers, boy
The one and only! Muah
'Bout a bag, man
It's all I'm thinkin' about, man, when I wake up, when I go to sleep
How the fuck we gon' feast?
Huh? I'm overdue, man (Man), I'm always due for a trip to Dubai, man, all that
Huh? (Ah!)
Shut the fuck up, where my drink at, man? Get me right, get me right, man
Huh? Ayo
Ayo (Yo)

[Verse]
Rappers used to be cool with 'em, now they fool to me
Speakin' on other men when they not around nеver been cool to me (Huh?)
Did a louie on your stonе, now they talkin' 'bout you put me on (Aha!)
Do for sure nothin' you can do for me
Feel like we done it all, nothin' new to me
Gotta knew that [?] been in a few movie (Ay!)
Crystal by the case, Cribbo got more than a few blickies (Bing-bing-bing-bing-doot!)
Confused to fall up, me losin' is lunacy, usually outside
Too many hunnids to hand-count mine (Krrt)
Son was out of line, now we outlined in chalk, coward, we live
.30 Cal, hold thirty by the thigh (Boom!)
Thorough-bred, different, go 'head, run up, try run up, try (Go ahead, man)
(Fuck around, boy), huh?
Had to double down, had to double down (Yeah)
Bet we runnin' up the numbers now (Chi-ching!)
[?], turn it up loud
Had them good drugs ready for me whenever I touch down
Touch down, boy

[Outro]
Feel like Kevin Garnett, man, after that, you know?
I think they [?] know I mean?
Everything is possible, man! You know?
Fuckin' with this, man, fuckin' with that, man, fuck with this, boy
One-of-one shit, man, everybody bitin' on the motherfuckin' formula, man
Know I mean? It's all good though
Just make sure, make sure, uh
I get my royalties, man, when you pay homage, and all that shit, man
Just give me a couple dollars and all that, man, you know?
NO FACE, man, tha fuck?
Yeah (Aha)
Feelin' myself right now, man, yo
I got a—, hah!
Ayy, ayy
#Fuckafeature, man, I don't, I don't wanna work with none of y'all, man
Suckin' dick, you know?
Bet you on to my man, Deuce Trey, man, thirteen to eleven on 'em, man
Ccv, CDP, man
Nine-seven-eighty-one-eighty-seven on 'em, man, huh?
I don't do this shit enough, man
I need my subconscious thoughts kickin' pre-delay on 'em, man
At all times, man