BTFU (Bonus) Lyrics

E-Enrgy, made this one

Is it recording

Yeah

Okay

Alright,

Back the fuck up, lil' bitch, I've been tired of the fuckin' cap

I see you been silent when I'm down

What the fuck is that

I'ma slice through the doubt

I've been coming butter back

Aw, fuck, I mean better with the skills

I'ma fuckin' brag

Tryna get the mansion, give a fuck about the bungalow

Bro, I got a for the low, you paying more than twenty-two's

Just for an eighth of mid

Fuck it, I'ma pray for you

You a little kid, I gotta show you what this paper do

It's fuckin' crazy, cause now I know they gotta pay for views

So don't act like you're the only one who can make it through

Calling me professor, cause I put a bitch's brain to use

Yeah, I'm taxin' on his bag, so you gotta pay per view

Osama on his beat, cause I'm comin' like Allah

Middle name Turan, I be proud, and I'm a product

Fuck em' all, twisting words up, like it's some dada

And I'm talkin' bout my art

Not my problems, there's a lot of

So if you imitating, then you gotta go

Goin' super saiyan, wait, I might come like Geronimo

I ain't doin' shit for free, bitch, you just a naughty hoe

Don't be comin' round in a car with that body low

Nah, bro, like, like, like for real though

I saw his hoe was tweakin', like, why they tryin' to steal those

I'm tryna earn a pretty thang, it's called a mill-ion

A million in cash in my hands is how I'll piss em' off

I say my piece, and then I'm fuckin' out, I be gettin' gone

I don't fuck with beef, cause it's expensive, like filet mignon

Alright, let me stop with the shit, I kill every song

I been goin' in for the crit, I hit every one

Back the fuck up, lil' bitch, I've been tired of the fuckin' cap

I see you been silent when I'm down

What the fuck is that

I'ma slice through the doubt

I've been coming butter back

Aw, fuck, I mean better with the skills

I'ma fuckin' brag

If I take another hit of this, I'ma pass out

I could fit the za in a stick, but I won't pass it

I need a couple foreign hoes, I'm flyin' out to Glasgow

My shit is classic, if you can't see, adjust your glasses