Shawty wan f*ck with Lüh Buddh4 I told her she can't
Walk in this bitch like I own the whole bank
Cuban my bitch and it's Cuban my link
Two-Tone AP watch that bitch go insane
I spent 40 bands and that bitch came plain
I cut off the fakes and I done kicked lames
My bitch on my dick keep on sayin kick the drank
I'ma keep pourin up
The way I keep goin up
They way I keep blowin up
Yeah I'ma keep pourin up
I'ma keep pourin up
The way I keep goin up
They way I keep blowin up
Yeah I'ma keep pourin up
Designer fit like 40 thousand some Pesos
Shawty wan f*ck with the main 4
I cut off all of the fake hoes
Cross em out I'm like Lil Clayco
Blocked this bitch now she calling from pay phones
When I pull out them choppas it's case closed
Got this bad little bitch keep her face low
I'm the Devil she do what I say so
I'm the Devil she do what I say so
I'm the Devil she do what I say so
I'm the Devil she do what I say so
I'm the Devil she do what I say so
I'm the Devil she do what I say so
Aye what you heard
Aye f*ck lil bitch what's the word
I'll put yo f*ckin- on the curb
I'ma put yo f*ckin brains on the curb
Aye f*ck lil bitch got some nerve
Aye big body bitch gon swerve
Aye big body bih gon-
Yeah big body bih gon swerve
Ain't no angel on the hood of my Cullinan I done swapped that bitch out for a demon
When I pull out that chop hit the Runnin Man when I pull out that chop he was screamin
I get way too damn high off these mother f*ckin drugs I can't tell you the month or the season
All these boys keep askin me for a feature on songs I'm like bro give me 1 valid reason
Yo shit belong in a trash can
Hit you with a backhand
I've been gettin packs man
Eatin like Pac-Man
He gon need a CAT scan
Heat like a gas can
Lil bitch tweakin she just called me-
By my government name
I'ma pull up with the heat he gon absorb the flame
I've been gettin all this guap
No this shit don't stop
And my wrist got rocks so I call it Dwayne
You heard me
You heard me
You heard me
You heard me
You heard me
You heard me
You heard me
Buddh4
Buddh4 - FWYH Lyrics
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Shawty wan f*ck with Lüh Buddh4 I told her she can't
Walk in this bitch like I own the whole bank
Cuban my bitch and it's Cuban my link
Two-Tone AP watch that bitch go insane
I spent 40 bands and that bitch came plain
I cut off the fakes and I done kicked lames
My bitch on my dick keep on sayin kick the drank
I'ma keep pourin up
The way I keep goin up
They way I keep blowin up
Yeah I'ma keep pourin up
I'ma keep pourin up
The way I keep goin up
They way I keep blowin up
Yeah I'ma keep pourin up
Designer fit like 40 thousand some Pesos
Shawty wan f*ck with the main 4
I cut off all of the fake hoes
Cross em out I'm like Lil Clayco
Blocked this bitch now she calling from pay phones
When I pull out them choppas it's case closed
Got this bad little bitch keep her face low
I'm the Devil she do what I say so
I'm the Devil she do what I say so
I'm the Devil she do what I say so
I'm the Devil she do what I say so
I'm the Devil she do what I say so
I'm the Devil she do what I say so
Aye what you heard
Aye f*ck lil bitch what's the word
I'll put yo f*ckin- on the curb
I'ma put yo f*ckin brains on the curb
Aye f*ck lil bitch got some nerve
Aye big body bitch gon swerve
Aye big body bih gon-
Yeah big body bih gon swerve
Ain't no angel on the hood of my Cullinan I done swapped that bitch out for a demon
When I pull out that chop hit the Runnin Man when I pull out that chop he was screamin
I get way too damn high off these mother f*ckin drugs I can't tell you the month or the season
All these boys keep askin me for a feature on songs I'm like bro give me 1 valid reason
Yo shit belong in a trash can
Hit you with a backhand
I've been gettin packs man
Eatin like Pac-Man
He gon need a CAT scan
Heat like a gas can
Lil bitch tweakin she just called me-
By my government name
I'ma pull up with the heat he gon absorb the flame
I've been gettin all this guap
No this shit don't stop
And my wrist got rocks so I call it Dwayne
You heard me
You heard me
You heard me
You heard me
You heard me
You heard me
You heard me
Buddh4
Walk in this bitch like I own the whole bank
Cuban my bitch and it's Cuban my link
Two-Tone AP watch that bitch go insane
I spent 40 bands and that bitch came plain
I cut off the fakes and I done kicked lames
My bitch on my dick keep on sayin kick the drank
I'ma keep pourin up
The way I keep goin up
They way I keep blowin up
Yeah I'ma keep pourin up
I'ma keep pourin up
The way I keep goin up
They way I keep blowin up
Yeah I'ma keep pourin up
Designer fit like 40 thousand some Pesos
Shawty wan f*ck with the main 4
I cut off all of the fake hoes
Cross em out I'm like Lil Clayco
Blocked this bitch now she calling from pay phones
When I pull out them choppas it's case closed
Got this bad little bitch keep her face low
I'm the Devil she do what I say so
I'm the Devil she do what I say so
I'm the Devil she do what I say so
I'm the Devil she do what I say so
I'm the Devil she do what I say so
I'm the Devil she do what I say so
Aye what you heard
Aye f*ck lil bitch what's the word
I'll put yo f*ckin- on the curb
I'ma put yo f*ckin brains on the curb
Aye f*ck lil bitch got some nerve
Aye big body bitch gon swerve
Aye big body bih gon-
Yeah big body bih gon swerve
Ain't no angel on the hood of my Cullinan I done swapped that bitch out for a demon
When I pull out that chop hit the Runnin Man when I pull out that chop he was screamin
I get way too damn high off these mother f*ckin drugs I can't tell you the month or the season
All these boys keep askin me for a feature on songs I'm like bro give me 1 valid reason
Yo shit belong in a trash can
Hit you with a backhand
I've been gettin packs man
Eatin like Pac-Man
He gon need a CAT scan
Heat like a gas can
Lil bitch tweakin she just called me-
By my government name
I'ma pull up with the heat he gon absorb the flame
I've been gettin all this guap
No this shit don't stop
And my wrist got rocks so I call it Dwayne
You heard me
You heard me
You heard me
You heard me
You heard me
You heard me
You heard me
Buddh4
Writer: Roger Williams
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