blakeiana - #ftns
[intro]
why in the f_ck do you still got your location off?
give a f_ck, you wanna be down there in miami all f_ckin’ day, man, get the f_ck on, bruh
man
i just feel like n_ggas had they time
n_ggas had a ball, bouncin’ ass and trappin’
it’s my motherf_ckin’ turn
and we gon’ call this sh_t right here
f_ck_that_n_gga season
straight the f_ck up, aha
[chorus]
f_ck_that_n_gga season (f_ck him, f_ck him)
in traffic bouncin’ ass
f_ck_that_n_gga season (f_ck him, f_ck him)
ginger hair down to my ass
f_ck_that_n_gga season (f_ck him, f_ck him)
on n_ggas’ ass like the task
f_ck_that_n_gga season (hah)
f_ck_that_n_gga season (f_ck him)
f_ck_that_n_gga season (f_ck him, f_ck him)
f_ck_that_n_gga season (f_ck him)
man, f_ck_that_n_gga season
[verse]
i’m in the field again (hey, y’all), welcome back (what’s up?)
he thought this sh_t was sweet, i’m on that ass like the task
have a n_gga punchin’ walls when i get my get_back (haha)
ho ain’t playin’ with my feelings, if he do, he gettin’ whacked (bah)
confidence on overload, f_ck i need a n_gga for? (the f_ck?)
bank account fat apple, too much ass, my sh_t super swole (ching)
i can’t be f_cked with, hoes ain’t talkin’ ’bout not sh_t (not sh_t)
and any n_gga i’m sneakin’ with, we can pop out in public, ho
the mileage on this tw_t low, i call all the shots, ho
hate to see me comin’ like you hate to see the doc, ho
i owe you a hard time, boo, i’m on your f_ckin’ taco
i might tell you that you mine, but, n_gga, i am not yours
[interlude]
motherf_ckers thought i was too laid back, i had to sit the f_ck up
motherf_ckers trippin’ out here, like i ain’t ms. pull a him on him
gon’ f_ck around and find out
the f_ck? hah
dummy
[chorus]
f_ck_that_n_gga season (f_ck him, f_ck him)
in traffic bouncin’ ass
f_ck_that_n_gga season (f_ck him, f_ck him)
ginger hair down to my ass
f_ck_that_n_gga season (f_ck him, f_ck him)
on n_ggas’ ass like the task
f_ck_that_n_gga season (hah)
f_ck_that_n_gga season (f_ck him)
f_ck_that_n_gga season (f_ck him, f_ck him)
f_ck_that_n_gga season (f_ck him)
man, f_ck_that_n_gga season
[verse 2]
i’m on what you on, twin, that sh_t don’t feel good, ain’t it? (hmm)
that n_gga mad at you ’cause i let your ass have him (aw)
i’m a bad b_tch (yop), you more like a sad b_tch (ooh)
this n_gga still on my bumper, i thought i let you have it
f_d_n, n_ggas thought that i was playin’
my n_gga f_cked up, so i’m on bullsh_t with my friends
f_d_n, n_ggas thought that i was playin’
back outside reckless, i’m back in that field again (f_ck him)
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