For the Cunts

Lyrics

[Intro] Yeah Yeah [Verse 1] Flexing my fit, Miss thing got looks On a books for your crooks out here, yeah, they snatchin' 'em All in my kit, don't my shit look miraculous? Salt for you slugs, no blood for you draculas Come take a selfie, come sit with us first You are scum of the earth and now you wanna act black What a sack, you will settle ratchets with no asses Crack in the head, crowd quit the bad act It's wack what you fed, feed you You so hungry for likes, you so fuckin' see through You so stank on my nerves On my nose, pee-ew, you you a bird, and a rat We don't fuckin' need you [Chorus] Smokin' blunts with my cunts (Yeah) We roll in the club like— Smokin' blunts with my cunts (Yeah) We roll in the club like— [Verse 2] Fuck them, give them hell, bitch It's a lockdown, ain't no bell chick I said suck up, keep that stale shit Pretty said kitty with a gel tit I'm a boss mama I lay flat, fixed under Another day two shits for Charles Drummer Chick a pop, pay out, they thunder All Gucci head to toe [?][1:00] Bumbaclat, run the block Christopher done took a Smart Water in the back of my Uber Never been a fangirl, never been a loser Cunt wanna fight, tough cunt get a bruiser I been in this wave, queen catch a tip Pounce on a nigga, hurry, cut my check Ain't got shit to prove 'cause y'all ain't got shit Four Seasons, no reason, just to flex I'm wavy, bye, I'm overpriced Y'all playin' nice and I'm playin' trif' [Chorus] Smokin' blunts with my cunts (Yeah) We roll in the club like— Smokin' blunts with my cunts (Yeah) We roll in the club like— [Bridge] She wanna battle, she wanna battle She wanna battle, she wanna battle She wanna battle, she wanna battle She wanna battle, she wanna battle She wanna battle, she wanna battle She wanna battle, she wanna battle She wanna battle, she wanna battle She wanna battle, she wanna battle [Chorus] Smokin' blunts with my cunts (Yeah) We roll in the club like— Smokin' blunts with my cunts (Yeah) We roll in the club like—