Fuck Everybody Else - Blac Youngsta

Tay Keith, fuck these niggas up

Heavy Camp

Yeah, Bitch bitch bitch

Suck my dick dick dick

I can’t wait till i beat these muhfuckin cases

Ima smack the shit out of all you busta ass niggas on my mama, bitch

Gang Gang

I been tussin and clutchin and bustin at everybody

When my lil bitch stop fussin ill buy her some red bottoms

I been keeping my circle tight can’t fuck with everybody

Screaming free my lil hittas i hate that them feds got em

In the trenches with demons surrounded by dead bodies

I might cut off your finger right after i head shot ya

I can’t trust none of these bitches these bitches for everybody

You can’t short me my nigga you know i want every dollar

Boy you trespassing on my block

Ain’t no trespassing on my block

Boy you better check in or get shot

I got like nine bodies on my Glock

I got about five bodies in my drop

Oh, can’t stop and won’t stop

No, fuck your bitch out her socks

Oh, don’t get mad that’s what thots do

He might lose it bout that bitch, he might shoot some bout that bitch

I might cut that bitch off, she might do some bout that dick

I can’t take that bitch on no date, I can’t fuck with bitches they fake

I can’t fuck with niggas they hate, If you fuck with me you not safe

Tryna take care of my family but I can’t take care of everybody

You might not understand me so fuck what they said bout me

I’m like fuck what they said bout me, free my dawg the fed got him

If them pussies they ever kill me I hope they lay dead by me

I been tussin and clutchin and bustin at everybody

When my lil bitch stop fussin ill buy her some red bottoms

I been keeping my circle tight can’t fuck with everybody

Screaming free my lil hittas i hate that them feds got em

In the trenches with demons surrounded by dead bodies

I might cut off your finger right after i head shot ya

I can’t trust none of these bitches these bitches for everybody

You can’t short me my nigga you know i want every dollar

If you mention south Memphis just know I’m the fuckin king

If you hit one of my bitches just know they not on my team

I gotta take care of my grandma she know I be serving feinds

If I come in with my 40 you know it come with a beam

Security just searched me but I still got my strap in

I ain’t give no nigga permission to hit my city you gotta tap in

Heavy camp whole waiting in the city yall little bitty niggas better get a sack

in

I could’ve got you whacked back then

I been running around chasing back ends

Grandma was my momma and my momma was daddy

You know I come from nothing that’s the reason I’m flashy

My cousin told me if them pussies play let them have it

I come from the projects where they dusty and ashy

I been tussin and clutchin and bustin at everybody

When my lil bitch stop fussin ill buy her some red bottoms

I been keeping my circle tight can’t fuck with everybody

Screaming free my lil hittas i hate that them feds got em

In the trenches with demons surrounded by dead bodies

I might cut off your finger right after i head shot ya

I can’t trust none of these bitches these bitches for everybody

You can’t short me my nigga you know I want every dollar