Fuck Then Dub Her

I'ma f*ck, then dub her (grrah) That's word to my mother I'ma f*ck, then dub her (Double E) Let's not act like we loved each other (the Young Genius hates dumb ass motherfuckers) (Ayo, Eli, what the f*ck?) F*ck y'all I'm tryna see if she like me I'm tryna see if she really excite me I'ma just do it, like I'm Nike All black Tech, and that gun, it excite me Beam on the Glock, so I don't gotta chase What he gon' do when that gun in his face? Like, and still can't wait 'til I catch you Grrah-ta, pull up, I'm like Trey Feelin' like Thor when I tote on that hammer We on they block, different colored bandanas Two opp thots, and they f*ck wit' my grammar Don't make me tweak, like I don't got no manners Look, I don't got nine on the set, but I got this opp nickel on my waist G, brodie, I'll bend at his face See, told him hope he never play Don't give a f*ck if they bendin' 'Cause we good, we got all different Gen.'s So much shots, we let off 'til the end She a vibe, 'cause she offer her friend (thotty) She stop smilin' when I get to boppin' (thotty) Got her all in my head like she need it I'm on court, and I ball like Stockton I'm on point, I'ma shoot if they creepin' And it's cold out, so keep you a heater Please don't think you can run from the Reaper Yeah, I run up, but I never need her I turn it up wit' a diva I start shakin' my dreads like a Rasta I go cool wit' the steel like the shottas Pussy good it be soundin' like pasta (Italian) Sometimes, I just gotta' stop her I'm tryna see if she like me I'm tryna see if she really excite me I'ma just do it, like I'm Nike All black Tech, and that gun, it excite me Beam on the Glock, so I don't gotta chase What he gon' do when that gun in his face? Like, and still can't wait 'til I catch you Grrah-ta, pull up, I'm like Trey Grrah We get paid for the feature (on God) I don't even wanna be here, bitch Same thing for the clubs and shit, it's not fun, pay me to appear (cash) Henny is nasty as f*ck (ew), so pass me the Madison Beer (woo) All hoes, lemme' make it clear This what I'm on this year I'ma f*ck, then dub her That's word to my mother (word to my mother) I'ma f*ck, then dub her (dub her) Let's not act like we loved each other (what I say) Huh, f*ck, then dub her (okay, okay) F*ck, then dub her (what I say) F*ck, then dub her (dub her) Let's not act like we loved each other Grrah And I'm shootin' from deep And my form is elite I put the cane on the beam Free Kay, take me (free him 'til he free) And my record is clean I get a case, and it's beat (let's see) Red, purple, green, I sold every color of a beam, bitch Duck for cover (seriously) Or get put six feet under Oh no, what a bummer (R.I.P.) Prayers out to your mother (don't hate me) I'm tryna see if she like me I'm tryna see if she really excite me I'ma just do it, like I'm Nike All black Tech, and that gun, it excite me Beam on the Glock, so I don't gotta chase What he gon' do when that gun in his face? Like, and still can't wait 'til I catch you Grrah-ta, pull up, I'm like Trey Dum-dum, deedle-dum-dum Deedle-dum, deedle-dum-dum Deedle-dum-