Fivio Foreign - Fuck Nigga lyrics

[Intro] (Bordeaux and Non Native) (TouchofTrent be wildin' with it) [Chorus: Lil Durk] Jakes on my ass, gotta duck off Got shot tryna go and get a nut off (Let's get it) Gotta watch certain ni**as when they cut off (Cut off) That Lamb' truck jump when it cut on Chiraq in my blood 'cause I put on Put a thirty in her mouth what her tongue on Two felons, I ride with my gun on b*tch ask can I help put a bu*t on (Come on, bro) Ayy, play some opps get shot up (Baow) Shot one opp then we ran off Then we came back and got up fu*k ni**a, put your strap up fu*k ni**a, you ain't gon' blat nothing fu*k ni**a, you ain't gon' splat nothing fu*k ni**a, you ain't even got nothing [Verse 1: Lil Durk] Only The Family hardbody, b*tch, my body hard (Let's get it) I'm with killers in this b*tch, don't need no bodyguard All this jewelry on (yeah), all exotic cars Sneaky ni**a (Shhh) Kill his ass right after my [?] Oh, you think you a trapper 'cause you live in the dark? (Let's get it) Your ass ain't gang, your ass can't come back 'round, we'll take you off You know my name, this ain't no game, this forty'll shake you off Catch him in traffic, 'bout that action, I hate to talk [Verse 2: Fivio Foreign] Uh, yeah I make the call Good car when I'm skating off Good car when I'm skating off (Let's do it) Bullets and they spacing off They soft, I take 'em off (I will) You don't wanna wake the dogs (Nah) They soft, I take 'em off (Baow, I will) You don't wanna wake the dogs I see an opp, we get him shot (Grrr, baow) You don't got static, and I'm with the matic, my ni**as gon' move around me with the chop (baow) Two different shooters shooting up the block (grrt) Them ni**as probably cooling with the cops When we get away, everybody be shot ni**a, stick to the code, you'll never get knocked (Uhh, baow) I put like thirty bullets in your Uber (baow) Pop up at night like Krueger (We will) Shells popping out the Ruger (Grrrt) You don't never wanna meet the shooter (baow) I put like thirty bullets in your Uber (baow) Pop up at night like Krueger Shells popping out the Ruger (Grrrt) You don't never wanna meet the shooter (baow) [Chorus: Lil Durk] Jakes on my ass, gotta duck off (Yea) Got shot tryna go and get a nut off Gotta watch certain ni**as when they cut off That Lamb' truck jump when it cut on Chiraq in my blood 'cause I put on Put a thirty in her mouth what her tongue on Two felons, I ride with my gun on b*tch ask can I help put a bu*t on (Come on, bro) Ayy, play some opps get shot up Shot one opp then we ran off Then we came back and got up fu*k ni**a, put your strap up fu*k ni**a, you ain't gon' blat nothing fu*k ni**a, you ain't gon' splat nothing fu*k ni**a, you ain't even got nothing