bobby burns - f*ck you up lyrics
[intro]
yeah, bobby burns 4.0
can’t handle this sh-t, boy
’bout to rip you a new f-cking -sshole
let’s go
[verse 1]
jake paul, you’s a b-tch, get the f-ck out my way
i don’t like your music in one single f-cking way
riding on your brother’s d-ck, six seconds was the max
you on youtube now, f-ckboy, you ‘gon tear his d-ck in half
i heard your white -ss is on a show about an aardvark
that is g-y, you won’t step to me if you’re smart
yeah, you smell good? more like a fart
violet said when you f-ck, you like to fart
jake paullers? more like jake fallers
down to the ground like a fistful of dollars
you ohio disney b-tch, i’m from down south
what we do to your kind isn’t polite for the mouth to say
[chorus]
we f-ck you up
we f-ck you up, we f-ck you up
we f-ck you up
we f-ck you up, we f-ck you up
[verse 2]
alissa violet isn’t with you anymore
you can drink your own s-m-n (drink your own s-m-n)
team 10 are h-m-s-xuals, they can drink your s-m-n
they can drink your s-m-n, get that toilet bowl steaming
as i’m ripping you a new one, balling like your brother’s nips
k!ll you with a verbal gun, have your bro show me his t-ts
that’s me, that’s me, these are the f-cking bars
that will undo the bolts, steal the tyres from your car
take my advice, jakey, sit down and listen close
‘fore you f-ck up anymore and lose your little aardvark bros
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