Fuck You Mean

Lyrics

[Chorus: Yung Tone] Fuck you mean? I ain't clean Boy, you know I got them G's Spent 300 on these jeans Just to make sure I get seen Fuck you mean? You can't hit the [?] You wanna lose your job? You's a fucking body guard, I might [?] the mall Fuck you mean? That's your girl? Don't tell me you gon' cuff That's the same damn [?] that the whole hood [?] Fuck you mean? I ain't paid? Nigga, you see these racks [?] you see these bands Nigga, you see these stacks Fuck you mean? [Verse 1: Yung Tone] Bitch, my clique so [?] Once we hit the scene Everything freeze, all these bitches [?] glewed on mе Fuck you mean? I'm a fiend for [?], it keep me shivеring Bought a [?] spent a quarter on my jeans I'm so clean Boy, ain't nothing cheep, this life I live expencive [?] so goddamn big, all these niggas get defensive [?] but that shit is nothing, 'cause my clique is thugging Ain't no fussing, we ain't with the cussing, we just get to bussing So don't start it Dearly departed, throwed off in the [?] Got a 40 Cal with extra cartrage, glew you to the carpet You don't want it I promis you get [?] Fuck you mean? I'm being cocky Really, I'm just being honest What the fuck you mean? [Chorus: Yung Tone] Fuck you mean? I ain't clean Boy, you know I got them G's Spent 300 on these jeans Just to make sure I get seen Fuck you mean? You can't hit the [?] You wanna lose your job? You's a fucking body guard, I might [?] the mall Fuck you mean? That's your girl? Don't tell me you gon' cuff That's the same damn [?] that the whole hood [?] Fuck you mean? I ain't paid? Nigga, you see these racks [?] you see these bands Nigga, you see these stacks Fuck you mean? [Verse 2: Trouble] I don't know the fuck you mean Or what the fuck you saying [?] tastes sweet, you got another thing coming Automatic [?], you were last seen running No questions asked, [?] we all [?] Until it's nothing left Body guard, that don't mean you hard Get it like [?] Don't you play with me Watch what you say to me Keep your lips zipped Don't be mad she wanna lay with me We can share Like bags of chips in broken homes Your turn, my turn, your turn, my turn But if you ain't with it, then she all mine Nigga, forget it I'ma keep the ho then Fuck you mean? [Chorus: Yung Tone] Fuck you mean? I ain't clean Boy, you know I got them G's Spent 300 on these jeans Just to make sure I get seen Fuck you mean? You can't hit the [?] You wanna lose your job? You's a fucking body guard, I might [?] the mall Fuck you mean? That's your girl? Don't tell me you gon' cuff That's the same damn [?] that the whole hood [?] Fuck you mean? I ain't paid? Nigga, you see these racks [?] you see these bands Nigga, you see these stacks Fuck you mean?