Lyrics
Fuck these laws, I never did follow em
Fuck these bitches, u want em I borrow em
Fuck his trap, fuck his rap and fuck all his followers
Tonight I’m a back heat
And I won’t attract Ds
Fuck his race, if were da minority
Fuck this case, any snitch is a goner B
Fuck his squad and fuck his dogs
I heard they were on a G
Fuck an apology
Fuck these laws
Got me looking back
Who were they looking at
Who were they talking too
Fuck all the talking boo
I don't care if I'm wrong
If I'm out on the piss and we mix, I aint taunting you
I aint got opps, I got a list
You cross me its sweet, ill be stalking you
Waiting on seven
Seven'll come an we go right
Everything wrong it feels so right
Plans to be out for the whole night
Kick in the door, we aint waving it
Even your apples can go night
My bruddaz'll pick at your gold, ice
While I pull a trick out ur Snow White
Fuck these laws, I never did follow em
Fuck these bitches, u want em I borrow em
Fuck his trap, fuck his rap and fuck all his followers
Tonight I’m a back heat
And I won’t attract Ds
Fuck his race, if were da minority
Fuck this case, any snitch is a goner B
Fuck his squad and fuck his dogs
I heard they were on a G
Fuck an apology
Fuck these laws
I been anticipating, eagerly waiting
Staring at ammunition, I already named him
I plotted a route, rearing for the mission
Roll up Gamora, I got a vision
This here aint a game, no it aint
Though I been twitching, itching
Musty bally on my face
Long coat dark shades, Blade
Weaponry in my linen, reparations
Give back what I was given
Prynce
Fuck these laws, I never did follow em
Fuck these bitches, u want em I borrow em
Fuck his trap, fuck his rap and fuck all his followers
Tonight I’m a back heat
And I won’t attract Ds
Fuck his race, if were da minority
Fuck this case, any snitch is a goner B
Fuck his squad and fuck his dogs
I heard they were on a G
Fuck an apology
Fuck these laws
Written by: Jordan Willocks, Michael Foster
