FUCKEMx3
Migos, OG Maco
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Ay, sheesh, damn (damn) damn, sheesh (damn) F*ck 'em, f*ck 'em, f*ck 'em (OG Mac) F*ck 'em, f*ck 'em, f*ck 'em (grah grah) Ducko! Grah grah (OGG) , woo hoo (damn) Bitch you guessed it yeah yeah! (My enemies) F*ck 'em, f*ck 'em, f*ck 'em, yeah yeah Woo hoo (Every nigga hatin') F*ck 'em, f*ck 'em, f*ck 'em, yeah yeah Sheesh (These dirty bitches) Damn, f*ck 'em, f*ck 'em F*ck 'em, yeah yeah, woo hoo Yeah yeah (f*ck 'em, f*ck 'em, f*ck 'em) F*ck 'em, f*ck 'em, f*ck 'em (f*ck 'em, f*ck 'em, f*ck 'em, yeah yeah These bitches, My enemies) F*ck 'em, f*ck 'em, f*ck 'em, yeah yeah (Pussy niggas) F*ck 'em, f*ck 'em, f*ck 'em, woo hoo (Bitch niggas) F*ck 'em, f*ck 'em, f*ck 'em, woo hoo Sheesh (every pussy nigga hatin') Sheesh (bitch you guessed it) , damn F*ck 'em, f*ck 'em, f*ck 'em, yeah yeah (OGG) , woo hoo F*ck 'em, f*ck 'em, f*ck 'em (OG Mac) F*ck 'em, f*ck 'em, f*ck 'em, yeah yeah Woo hoo yeah yeah Musty pussy maggot bitches tryna lick My sack for riches Mhm, yeah yeah, bet I seen your plan, uh huh Bet I smelled it out, uh huh Now we met their daughters cross the map East Coast to the West Coast OG Mac do the fucking most Yeah yeah, told em bitch you guessed it Now I’m living drinking, popping the seal Got no prescription You can read it, you can see it You can want it but you won’t achieve it You can see me but nigga, can you be me? No no, no no, yeah yeah F*ck 'em f*ck 'em f*ck 'em I ain’t do it by myself Lot of niggas want to hate on me What’s the reason, nigga who knows Say I’m focused on the wrong shit We just putting up the new dope (My enemies) F*ck 'em, f*ck 'em, f*ck 'em, yeah yeah Woo hoo (Every nigga hatin') F*ck 'em, f*ck 'em, f*ck 'em, yeah yeah Sheesh (These dirty bitches) Damn, f*ck 'em, f*ck 'em F*ck 'em, yeah yeah, woo hoo Yeah yeah (f*ck 'em, f*ck 'em, f*ck 'em) F*ck 'em, f*ck 'em, f*ck 'em (f*ck 'em, f*ck 'em, f*ck 'em, yeah yeah These bitches) F*ck 'em, f*ck 'em, f*ck 'em We don’t love 'em, love 'em, love 'em I’m a hustler, hustler, hustler Rolex diamond flooded, flooded Police they watching Investigation undercover I would never tell on my brother I put it on my mother pull out the chopper The chopper eat him like he mustard Look at me now nigga, money grew up Rudy Huxtable Maison Margiela, we mafia like Goodfellas I got 20 bitches on my schedule I’m living better when you go to a Migos Show it’s looking like Coachella When the police ask me questions Actin' like I don’t know better F*ck a nigga We don’t give a f*ck about a sucker nigga I got a milly, bought a Bentley Hundred rounds up in my semi Hit the f*ck nigga with a chopper Do you feel me now? You a bitch nigga, pussy nigga You need a fucking blouse Fake goon, cartoon, you a Mickey Mouse I got your bitch in my condo I’m 'bout to f*ck her now Take a ride with a G, nigga buckle down QC f*ck nigga, catch 100 rounds (These dirty bitches) Damn, f*ck 'em, f*ck 'em F*ck 'em, yeah yeah, woo hoo Yeah yeah (f*ck 'em, f*ck 'em, f*ck 'em) F*ck 'em, f*ck 'em, f*ck 'em (f*ck 'em, f*ck 'em, f*ck 'em, yeah yeah These bitches, My enemies) F*ck 'em, f*ck 'em, f*ck 'em, yeah yeah (Pussy niggas) F*ck 'em, f*ck 'em, f*ck 'em, woo hoo (Bitch niggas) F*ck 'em, f*ck 'em, f*ck 'em, woo hoo Sheesh (every pussy nigga hatin') Sheesh (bitch you guessed it) , damn F*ck em, f*ck em, nigga get out my section Don’t want to see him I don’t want to touch him Look at my diamonds, my jeweler from Russia Walk in the club with fifty Chains like I’m Busta When I say f*ck em, migos come and get em OG Maco and Migos some real niggas Got 50 pigeons in the Charger Pull up on the plug make that steal nigga I'm pitchin' hardball like the Dodgers I got the Green Bay pack, Aaron Rodgers Chopper bullet coming, better dodge 'em In the kitchen, cooking pot like a cobra I pull out the pistol like Mad Max off Shottas Yeah yeah yeah, like OG Maco Said, f*ck 'em, f*ck 'em, f*ck 'em (f*ck 'em, f*ck 'em, f*ck 'em) You ran off with the work But flexing in the city, stupid motherfucker (stupid motherfucker) My mama told me I can f*ck 'em But you better not never ever trust 'em (smash) they say Actavis discontinued Check my cup I’m sipping muddy trouble Pull up on a nigga at the red light Hit em with the chopper He a dead motherfucker You f*ck with my money, it’s repercussions Niggas start running when they See the chopper, a nigga gunning Killing and itching I got the bodies, don’t know where to dump em Wrapping the work like a mummy Finessing the plug for dummies 100K when I be kicking, pimping Dripping in London when I open up the OG Smell like a bag of the Funyons Lot of niggas want to hate on me What’s the reason, nigga who knows Say I’m focused on the wrong shit We just putting up the new dope
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Written by: KIARI KENDRELL CEPHUS, KIRSNICK KHARI BALL, MACO MATTOX, QUAVIOUS KEYATE MARSHALL
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