fuck it (like it, love it) - kuttybear lyrics
yaddidye
let’s get ratchet, you know what im sayin?
listen
[verse 1:]
i came in this b-tch like a male gold digger, mmm
n-ggas hate it, b-tches sayin “kuttybear that n-gga!”, mmm
og’s in the cuts if these n-ggas want trouble
where the bad b-tches? ugly b-tches get love too but they gotta pay double (you stupid)
got percs, got addies, got ex, got vic, gottd-mn
got regg, got rodg, got t, got mike, gottd-mn (skii!)
switch it up. every n-gga with me got real in they veins
some of these n-ggas be actin like they k!ll but they can’t
you know, gun pics on the gram
yea n-gga, kudos
n-ggas ain’t true tho. old hoes want a n-gga back like pluto
there is only uno
rap n-ggas stay bitin’, dog, now im finna wile on you n-ggas like cujo
imma fool tho. art gang be the squad, no doodle, you know
two b-tches in the bed, that’s a poodle duo
when they squirting, im attacking like i’m sudowoodo (n-ggas sleep)
i keep em on they feet like t-pain in ’06 through ‘010
frankly, i could give a f-ck about you & yo friends
thug told me i need to exert more emotion. mawb told me to “keep k!llin em, n-gga you tha chosen
don’t let em see you frozen, f-ck em if they opposing”
i goes in
you know them n-ggas lying if they sayin kutt is whack
plus they b-tches be loving me sayin “who the f-ck is that?
double tap, double tap” then a n-gga double tap, like blah
[hook:]
they see me cause ruckus. they hate me, they play me
but they say im rubbish
they know im that n-gga, they say im the best when they see me in public
they talking so reckless behind me but they know they never will touch it
they can’t get above it. i swear you n-ggas disgusting, f-cking disgusting
you like it, i love it, you like it, i love it
you like it, i love it like f-ck it, f-ck it
f-ck it, f-ck it, f-ck it, f-ck it, blah
[x2]
[bridge:]
i dont even bother with yall lil’ n-ggas
i dont even bother with yall lil’ n-ggas
where my compet-tion? where my compet-tion?
n-ggas ain’t never f-ckin with it
n-ggas ain’t never f-ckin with it
i get it
[x2]
[verse 2:]
food stamps & top ramen, i been top five in your top rhyming
since i was like nine, rhyming with mawb & them
now i’m sick enough to drop a f-ckin’ bomb on them
my n-ggas know that imma ride for them
love me or hate me, no lady sovereign
n-ggas gone be p-ssed when i tell em i feel like pac again
w double a got alot to win
never will be defeated
n-ggas better stay on they f-ckin’ toes like some moccasins
mmm, gimme a m-th-f-ckin’ cookie, gimme the nookie
for a w double a hoodie, oh goodie
gotta dap god cause the top where he put me
can’t n0body shush me
p-ssy -ss n-ggas , f-ck -ss rookie -ss n-ggas wanna shoot
well let em shoot, do what you gotta do
while me & my n-ggas p–p, you n-ggas just a poot
whenever my n-ggas duke, you wanna throw a deuce, b-tch!
i’m on a quest with the tribe like q-tip
(kutty, kutty, n-gga you ain’t gotta prove sh-t! you been k!llin’ em)
mixtape after mixtape, been feelin’ em
ain’t n0body trill as him
i be the n-gga that give em whatever they got, f-ck it
beef ain’t never been a f-ckin’ thing to a king
i puts in work, you gotta problem with the squad?
come at me like shift two, but n-ggas don’t wanna swing
wake up, keep up, keep up
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