GTFU歌词

Get the **** up
(Brrt, blow, blow, blow, blow, blow, blow, blow)
Huh (*****)
Get the **** up
(Wow, blow, blow, blow, blow, blow, blow, blow)
Uh, **** boy, get the **** up
Get up off yo' ass, *****
Yeah, ho, get the **** up
(Blow, blow, blow, blow, blow, blow, blow)
Disenfranchised, beam me up in my white tee
Me not gettin' to the money, unlikely
Somethin' c**ky, the stiffest ***** couldn't top me
**** that cute s**t, all the subbin' don't excite me
Rather get my nails done, sip on somethin' icy
Catch me out in Sydney, sippin' on a ICEE
Always on the hustle, ain't no time for the link up
Readjust my rhythm so these listeners could keep up
How I give you clout, you tryna ride or tryna son me
*****, I made a way for you f****ts to get your money (Facts)
Minked in the winter, mesh crop when it's sunny
Can't afford to act funny when you gettin' to the money
Gettin' too close, please don't touch
I ain't say "Simon says," *****, please back up (Back up)
Passport stuntin', you MTA bummin'
Don't adjust the ****in' judge
Unless I hit you with a summons
(Hold the **** up)
Check it, yo, what's up, *****?
Simon says door's open, donut the truck, *****
Tuck in your chain, throw 'bows in the function
If a ***** ain't like it, tell him, "Back up, *****"
Yuh, get back, *****
I ain't really ****in' with none of these rap ******
We be bumpin' yo' s**t, sittin', just fact-checkin'
We be bumpin' yo' s**t, sit and just laugh, *****
I don't wanna be that *****
S**t, I ain't gonna be that *****
S**t changed, they don't wanna see that *****
You like Stacey Dash on BET, my *****
If you pray, can you pray for these ******?
And if you don't,
Can you pour one out for these ******?
Simon says, "Get your own sound, lil' *****"
All these cover bands lookin' like clowns, lil' *****
I ain't trippin', I ain't playin' with y'all
I ain't trippin', I ain't playin' with y'all ******
I ain't sittin', I ain't politicin', haitin' on y'all
I ain't really go in, waitin' on y'all ******
Y'all be rippin', ain't no real innovatin' involved
I ain't, I ain't hatin' on y'all,
Just had to tell you how it is
Some of y'all take off fast, but forget distance
This a marathon, not a sprint,
There's a big difference
Way too quick to react, save that for Quint
Got the game upset like the '04 Pistons
**** it, mask on, I'm so ready to rip 'em
I ain't pourin' out s**t,
But I will take a shot for 'em
S**t, your mans talkin' bad like this is not for him
Tell that s**t to your mans then, not forums
I ain't got to say we hot, let the fans do it
Try to pass on us, you shoulda land, stupid
Malcolm Butler on that ass, interceptin' trash
I told y'all, a box in the sand won't ever last
No, for real, no, for real
I really, I really tried to tell these ****** too,
That's what's funny
Malcolm Butler on that ass, interceptin' trash
I told y'all, a box in the sand won't ever last
(Yeah, all these)
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