FUCK THE SYSTEM Lyrics

Gang, bitch, y'all know what the fuck we on, man

Free Turbo B, man

Free the fuckin' members, nigga

M.A.D shit inthis bitch, nigga

Y'all know what I'm on

Fuck task,fuck the system too,I'm screamin' fuck the goofies, and it's free my hitters too

I'm screamin' fuck the opps,them niggas, broke don't got no bills

It's still Free Turbo B, when he get out, we gon' be in the hills

Long nights, ain't had no pape, I remember we was broke as fuck was, tryna make a way

But we made a fuckin' way

KadoB he locked in, started rappin, now he makin' pape

Now these bitches on my body, and they all wanna give me face

Fuck my DJO, don't fuck task, bitch, it's still Free Turbo B

Missin' Brody on the daily, like it's really fuckin' peep

Lil' bro dissed up on the nine, so fuck no, I can't squash that beef

Big KB can't squash no beef, cause niggas know I ain't pushin' peace

If it's static, let me know, cause gang gon' leave you in the street

Fuck a clique, I don't need a clique, I'm strictly M.A.D. and OT9

So if you diss on the members, we take your mind

Yo, bitch, she mine

When she get turned off, migos, she throw her behind

If they say they call me lackin, I hope that you know they lyin

Niggas cannot catch me lackin, up Glock and dunk like LeBron

Out the way, pape, I been stackin, hella money on my mind

Don't get caught workin' fast food, cause my boys will pull up to that line

Like, what's the word, man

How can I help you today

Man, I know that ain't old dude ass

Man, let me get a four for four, nigga

Man, who the fuck is you

Man, pull down to the window

Yeah, nigga, that's me

You thought I forgot, nigga?

I'm on your ass now, nigga

Why you at work with no gun, nigga

But you on the clock, though

I'ma keep your peak, bruh

I'm outside this bitch

Like I'm waitin' on my mail, nigga

Fuck you mean, nigga

Fuck the task, fuck the system, too

I'm screamin, fuck the goofies

And it's free my hitters, too

I'm screamin, fuck the Opps them niggas

Broke, don't got no bills

It's still free, Turbo B

When he get out, we gon' be in the hills

Long nights, ain't had no pape

I remember we was broke

As fuck was tryin' to make a way

But we made a fuckin' way

Keep B, he locked in, started rappin

Now he makin' pay

Now these bitches on my body

And they all wanna give me face

Free Turbo B, he just went it

But he don't even got that long to go

We gon' get through this shit

Just sit back and let the time go

And if it's somethin' that you need

Hit my fuckin' line, bro

Niggas duckin' like quarantine

They won't be outside, bro

Nigga, fuck the system

Nigga, fuck task

Nigga, free Turbo B, nigga

Fuck you mean, nigga

M.A.D. shit in this bitch, nigga

Long live number nine and TYP, nigga

We on that

Fuck you mean, nigga

Free them hitters, nigga