smokepurpp - fuck you mean lyrics
[intro: smokepurpp]
what the f-ck you mean?
[chorus: smokepurpp]
you ain’t got no money, what the f-ck you mean?
sippin’ on that fake, what the f-ck you mean?
new zip, philipp plein, what the f-ck you mean?
you ain’t counting money, what the f-ck you mean?
you ain’t got no money, what the f-ck you mean?
you ain’t got no money, what the f-ck you mean?
you ain’t got no money, what the f-ck you mean?
you ain’t got no money, what the f-ck you mean?
[verse 1: smokepurpp]
posted in the trap with my boy raheem
i just grew a belly, i’ve been sippin’ lean
servin’ fiends
i got that dope man, i am the dope man, i am the c-ke man
gotta lotta money, what the f-ck you mean?
b-tch i’m lil purpp and i lead the street
gotta lotta money, gotta lot of lean
gotta lotta wax and gotta lot of weed
you don’t want to fight
i don’t fight b-tch, come through with that pipe b-tch
yeah, your b-tch she get that pipe b-tch
and she come through when the night hit
[verse 2: slight]
b-tch come count my money, what the f-ck you mean?
glizzy on my tummy, what the f-ck you mean?
ak with a ‘stendo, what the f-ck you mean?
smokin’ out the rental, what the f-ck you mean?
gucci on my feet, i’m walking on the brick
if you talkin’ sh-t, i’ma punch him in his lip
diamonds on my neck so wet you think i just hopped out the pool
i’ve been getting money ever since i’ve been dropped out of school
if you think you funny, i’ma slap you with my f-cking toolie
take your shoes up off your feet and rob you for your f-cking jewelry
feelin’ like i’m john wall, b-tch i am a wizard
sippin’ on that drank, double cup filled with sizzurp
catch me on the block, posted up with my pistol
that b-tch wanna come with me, she blow me like a whistle
i just get a check and then i blow it, what the f-ck you mean?
i just popped a bean, this b-tch i’m with she down to f-ck the team
[chorus: smokepurpp]
you ain’t got no money, what the f-ck you mean?
sippin’ on that fake, what the f-ck you mean?
new zip, philipp plein, what the f-ck you mean?
you ain’t counting money, what the f-ck you mean?
[verse 2: lil tracy]
used to climb gates, now i’m tryna find my gate
f-ckin’ with the yay, yeah, i’m geeked on the plane
i’m too hot, like the sun let these n-gg-s, now these n-gg-s throwing shade
you should be ashamed, you should be ashamed
big -ss racks in my skinny jeans f-ck you mean (racks racks)
bad b-tch swallow me, yes i feel like tea
we like the corleones, this a family (corleones,)
yeah i’m conceited b-tch all i wanna be is me
i’m a top model, f-ck tyra, b-tch i’m tracy banks
ballin’ like a b-tch f-ck lebron i’m tracy james
what the f-ck you mean i’m off the chain i’m untamed
even if i change i’ma still be the same
[chorus: smokepurpp]
you ain’t got no money, what the f-ck you mean?
sippin’ on that fake, what the f-ck you mean?
new zip, philipp plein, what the f-ck you mean?
you ain’t counting money, what the f-ck you mean?
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