Lyrical Breakdown of FUCK V2 (feat. $ki Mask the Slump God) - A Journey through Words and Rhymes
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(Goddamn) gang
I got work up on me, fuck that house, I hit that fucking lick
Fuck the state and fuck all of them feds tip-toeing with my bitch
I been going hard with Forgiatos in the fucking whip (alright, alright, alright)
I'm gon' fuck your friends, get on your knees and suck my fucking dick (ayy)
They be like, "X, you not workin' hard, you not droppin' shit" (goddamn)
I been shopping on my homies, droppin' off them checks and shit
Smokin' dope, been like fuck a po, been like a fuck a ho
Been like fuck a bitch, look at my wrists, got scars upon this shit
Everyday fuck a verse, fuck the heaven, fuck Merc
Fuck the doctor that's gon' save me when I cut my fuckin' heart
Out the socket, blast that rocket, leave my face upon the dirt
Oh, my God, oh, my (God), oh, my, oh, my
Fuck that shit, fuck that shit
Fuck that shit, nigga, fuck that shit
Fuck that shit, fuck that shit (okay)
Fuck that shit, nigga, fuck that shit (okay, okay)
Fuck that shit, fuck that shit
Fuck that shit, nigga, fuck that shit (okay, okay, okay)
Fuck that shit, fuck that shit (okay)
Fuck that shit, nigga, fuck that shit (okay, okay, okay, okay, okay) (ayy, ayy)
Fuck on your aunty, your mammy, your daughter
Superman that pussy, she call me father
Pull up she wetter, wetter than a harbor
Ska-da ska-do-do-do with the revolver
Guns hangin' slangin', Billy The Kid
Hash Slinging Slasher, posted in the mist
Gold on my wrist and my dick in my bitch
Monster in the building, Lilo & Stitch
Hee!
Come up out the pussy like a fade away
Watch me beat the kitty, Ryu, huh
Beat the pussy bald no Caillou, uh
Like a new toy, I might try you
Mojo JoJo, groovy, Austin Powers
Soul in the bowl, bitch, I will devour
I rain terror upon you fuckin' cowards
Might want a feature but-
Oh, my fucking God, oh, my God
Fuck that shit, fuck that shit
Oh, my God, oh, my God
Might fuck your bitch, fuck your bitch
Oh, my God, oh, my God
Fuck that shit, fuck that shit
Oh, my God, oh, my God
Might fuck your bitch, fuck your bitch, ayy
Oh, my God, oh, my God (oh, my God)
Fuck that shit, fuck that shit (oh, my God)
Oh, my God, oh, my God (oh, my God)
Fuck that shit, fuck that shit (oh, my God)
Oh, my God, oh, my God (oh, my God)
Fuck that shit, fuck that shit (oh, my God)
Oh, my God, oh, my God
Fuck that shit, like, oh, my goddamn
Hee!