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lord $hredda - gtfoyf lyrics

[intro]
hey, hey, hey
n+ggas always be sneak dissing and sh+t
huh, huh, huh

[pre+chorus: lord $hredda]
tell me why they hating cause i really don’t get it (why?)
pocket watching ass n+ggas wondering what i’m getting (you what?)
busters gettin’ mad when i don’t tell ’em my [business?] (skrrt)
[?] swallow bleachers, get the f+ck out they feelings

[chorus: lord $hredda]
get the f+ck out your feelings, get the f+ck out your feelings
get the f+ck out your feelings, get the f+ck out your feelings
get the f+ck out your feelings, get the f+ck out your feelings
get the f+ck out your feelings, get the f+ck out your feelings

[verse 1: lord $hredda]
see i don’t understand why thеy talk about me in silence
thеy sugar me a crown, motherf+cker i’m your highness (get it)
gave these n+ggas goddess, diamonds in the rough
n+ggas acting like they giants, i chew em’ up like trident
n+gga we ain’t cool, you ain’t a part of the alliance (nope)
fore you [?] a tool i use you like an appliance (boom, boom)
flow so sick, it’s the virus, ring the sirens
cause you know that king $hredda is a tyrant
stacking up plenty haters, stacking up pennies (stacking up pennies)
look inside my pockets, you see 20’s and 50’s (20’s and 50’s)
when they see you with some cash, they quick to ask so friendly
but i heard on the low, you been talking to [?]
[pre+chorus: lord $hredda]
tell me why they hating cause i really don’t get it (why?)
pocket watching ass n+ggas wondering what i’m getting (you what?)
busters gettin’ mad when i don’t tell ’em my [business?] (skrrt)
[?] swallow bleachers, get the f+ck out they feelings

[verse 2: lord $hredda]
burning grass, burning grass, i’m burning [?] acre
n+ggas got that work, they just looking for labor
i just wish a n+gga would, you would think they stayed in nature (hey)
and you know i stay high, in the sky, like a scr+per (hey, okay)
n+ggas think they god, they ain’t ready to meet they maker (nah)
i know that they fake, all of these rappers just some fakers (you fake)
n+ggas be throwing salt in the game, but they ain’t adding no flavor (uh+uh)
you ain’t no doing no favors, n+ggas better meet they maker
uh, i’m off the hook like i’m fishing
and i brought my suitcase cause i’m all bout’ my business (know that)
n+ggas mad, frownin’ up cause they don’t get no commission (nope)
i don’t have no f+cks to give, so get the f+ck out your feelings
[pre+chorus: lord $hredda]
tell me why they hating cause i really don’t get it (why?)
pocket watching ass n+ggas wondering what i’m getting (you what?)
busters gettin’ mad when i don’t tell ’em my [business?] (skrrt)
[?] swallow bleachers, get the f+ck out they feelings

[outro: rolo & lord $hredda]
get the f+ck out your feelings (get the f+ck), get the f+ck out your feelings (get the f+ck)
get the f+ck, get the f+ck, get the f+ck out your feelings
get the f+ck out your feelings (get the f+ck), get the f+ck out your feelings (get the f+ck)
get the f+ck, get the f+ck, get the f+ck out your feelings
get the f+ck out your feelings (n+gga what?), get the f+ck out your feelings (get the f+ck)
f+ck out your feelings (n+gga what? n+gga what?), get the f+ck out your feelings
f+ck out your feelings (n+gga what?) get the f+ck out your feelings (get the f+ck)
(n+gga what? n+gga what?) get the f+ck out your feelings, blah

- lord hredda lyrics

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