Fuck Nigga

Lyrics

[Intro: Young Scooter] Fuck nigga gon' hate I'm a just keep counting up [Chorus: Young Scooter] Freeband Gang, Black Migo, we got all the packs Cheep bricks, cheep bails, recipes and all that If you ain't got your own money, bitch, you need to fall back Street nigga snitching on the low, what we call that? You a fuck nigga You a fuck nigga You a fuck nigga You a fuck nigga You say you the man, but ain't got a band You a fuck nigga I done did the math [Verse 1: Maceo] You a fuck nigga Really, we don't fuck with ya [?] respect, I sware I'll let that chopper hit ya Money so high, can't even see you niggas I heard you fucked up, wouldn't wanna be you niggas You see them fuck niggas, turn up on them fuck niggas We get money, they just watching, tryna clone a nigga You heard I got them bands, now them niggas mad Everytime I go re-up, I spend a hundred cash You say you getting money, where your fucking bands? BMG, we stack them bricks, and remix all the bags Say you getting money, I ain't seen nothing Brand new Giuseppes, cost 1100 [Chorus: Young Scooter] Freeband Gang, Black Migo, we got all the packs Cheep bricks, cheep bails, recipes and all that If you ain't got your own money, bitch, you need to fall back Street nigga snitching on the low, what we call that? You a fuck nigga You a fuck nigga You a fuck nigga You a fuck nigga You say you the man, but ain't got a band You a fuck nigga I done did the math [Verse 2: Maceo] If a nigga with me, real bosses, and they getting money Lotta niggas talk and look, but really, they ain't doing nothing Pulling up in foreign whips, all my young niggas stunting All your niggas starving, they can't wait just to take something Freeband Gang, spend money like we growing trees Sign for a hundred thousand, boy, it ain't shit to me Still got trap houses, shop with us in Mexico We ain't never running out, Migo [?] Real dope boy, I can teach you how to get it I'm the man in the city, I just spent a quarter ticket And this shit ain't really nothing, street nigga came from nothing But a dollar and a dream, but I turned that shit into something [Chorus: Young Scooter] Freeband Gang, Black Migo, we got all the packs Cheep bricks, cheep bails, recipes and all that If you ain't got your own money, bitch, you need to fall back Street nigga snitching on the low, what we call that? You a fuck nigga You a fuck nigga You a fuck nigga You a fuck nigga You say you the man, but ain't got a band You a fuck nigga I done did the math