Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
BLCKK
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Christian Masters Miner
Composer
Lyrics
(SKOTSKR)
Fuck what y'all about, I bury all your friends
Watch your fucking mouth
Just burn your fucking rent
Yeah, fuck who you bury been better
And y'all felt that shit this pressure
Reload, get my shit back
Oh my fucking-
(Three, six, five and 48)
(I'm pushing records of the plate)
Fuck who wish me different
Fuck the cops, and fuck who made me wait
Seen them clips I'm pushing
Seen them kids is pulling state to state
See what I did different
Seen the fact I'm feeling fucking great
Fuck your shows and fuck your friends
And fuck your fucking management
Fuck what y'all been tripping 'bout
Fuck your group, and fuck yourself
Fuck them kids who copy us (Yeah)
Fuck you, fuck whoever (Yeah, yeah)
This my public statement, fucking take it
Leave me fucking alone
Yeah, after this drop me the fucking accountant
I talk to myself 'bout 70,000
Your friends still make me sick (Hold up)
Yeah, back on my shit
How could I quit?
'Til this shit don't make me rich no more, I'm set
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Fuck what y'all about, I bury all your friends
Watch your fucking mouth
Just burn your fucking rent
Yeah, fuck who you bury been better
And y'all felt that shit this pressure
Reload, get my shit back
Oh my fucking-
Writer(s): Christian Masters Miner
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