STILL/FR Lyrics

Why they hate for real

Ion even bother no one y'all just lame for real

I be minding my own business I'm just trynna chill

But these pussy boys keep on trying me still

But if you really want drama then I'm shooting at your partner

Eating good like Benihana

Up that chopper at his momma

And he know it sing like that chopper was Madonna

He worried bout me but he working at McDonald's

Keep on talking shit we gon turn you to some fossils

If I pop this perc it's gon solve all my problems

Yeah for real

I don't rob but I love steal

This song gon make a couple of mills

Chopper run up his back like some chills

I just want me a couple of bills

They say what doesn't hurt kills

Cuz these bitches be plotting for real

In that Beamer windows tinted black

Talking that shit but won't come and attack

Sitting my feet up and sipping on act

Man what the fuck you know about that

Get smoked like a swisher But left in the woods

When I'm sippin on wock I'm good

He jealous of me wish he could

Do it like me but he can't

Now we outside of his house with a tank

Yeah

Hahaha gotta laugh to the bank

Hahaha gotta laugh to the bank

Yeah

Why you got so much hate up in yo heart

Shorty that you talking to just fucked the whole solar

System

Shortys calling back but I don't miss them

You don't like me then get pissed on

I'm just talking my shit ain't no diss song

Said he better then me that's abysmal

Asked her what kinda music she into

Yeah, I'm balling like Marcus no Morris

So I hop in the coupe and go floor it

Man to be honest fuck this song

Fuck everything

Fuck y'all hatting ass motherfuckers

Fuck every mother fucker that ain't believe in me

Fuck every mother fucker who ain't take me seriously

Take me as a joke fuck you