GTFOMF Lyrics

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Bitch, get the fuck out my face Out my face, bitch

Bitch, get the fuck out my face Out my way, bitch

Bitch, get the fuck out my face Off my wave, bitch

Bitch, get the fuck yea bitch get the fuck

Everything authentic All real, no gimmicks

It's the life I'm livin' It's the path I chose

All the time I've given Know you might not get it

But my goon, gotta eat

Bada boom, bada bing

I'm amused by the beef

Gotta move to the beat

I'm in tune, I'm in sync

Know the rules to the streets

Never bite the hand that feeds your family

Never get involved with other people's affairs

Who didn't care if you were branded

They would rather take from out your pantry

Mama want a crib out in the Hamptons

Daddy never wanted anything

But for me to keep it G and out the slammer

Now I'm doin' shows in Alabama

Get to travel all across the country

Experience the things I always wanted

I ain't eating if my people hungry

I ain't sleeping if my people homeless

Devil creepin' tryna sneak up on me

She didn't know I keep that heater on me

Wait a sec, I think I need a moment

Take some time to put my people on it

Bitch, get the fuck out my face, out my face

Bitch, get the fuck out my way, out my way Ho

Yeah, bitch, get the fuck out my wave, off my wave

Yeah, bitch, get the fuck, yeah, bitch, get the fuck, yeah

Bitch, get the fuck out my face, out my face

Yeah, bitch, get the fuck out my way, out my way

Yeah, bitch, get the fuck out my wave, off my wave

Yeah, bitch, get the fuck, yeah, bitch, get the fuck, yeah