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i’m fresh outta f-cks
outta f-cks to give (2x)
i’m fresh outta f-cks
outta f-cks to give
(not one, not two)
i’m fresh outta f-cks
outta f-cks to give (2x)
i’m fresh outta f-cks
outta f-cks to give
(not three, not four)
i’m fresh outta f-cks

(king tef)
fresh outta f-cks, like a nun is
you can try to show boat and get a sunk ship
say she gotta man, i don’t care to know
i got one f-ck, you and ya girl can share it tho
if he jump back then the crew will be like what it do
either c the k’s or we can end it at a fu
but i’m in my von millers and my flannel
you rockin what are those, i’m rockin them dam daniels
in the vip outta d-mns outta shits
i been outta f-cks since about 96
all i got is kicks, whips, chicks and the bucks
think i’m outta stock let me check

i’m fresh outta f-cks
outta f-cks to give (2x)
i’m fresh outta f-cks
outta f-cks to give
(not one, not two)
i’m fresh outta f-cks
outta f-cks to give (2x)
i’m fresh outta f-cks
outta f-cks to give
(not three, not four)
i’m fresh outta f-cks

(hypnautic)
always talk how money the motto
then you ask for money to borrow
so reckless when sippin the bottle
get me drunk enough she tryna cuff me like 5-0
they always talkin if it’s poppin i ain’t give a shit
haters takin pics wit my bottles for the benefit
used to give a f-ck, now i give a f-ck less
worry about a dollar, now i’m out spendin checks
used to worry bout shit that brought nada
girls’ll sell they soul for a little bit of prada
late night tip, get your -ss real caught up
this is what i say to the problem

i’m fresh outta f-cks
outta f-cks to give (2x)
i’m fresh outta f-cks
outta f-cks to give
(not one, not two)
i’m fresh outta f-cks
outta f-cks to give (2x)
i’m fresh outta f-cks
outta f-cks to give
(not three, not four)
i’m fresh outta f-cks

(mr. midas)
smelling like a pound at the courthouse
trap back booming, let it fly like a go route
white tee at the black tie
brought some loud b-tches wit me and some x cons
f-cking wit her sister and her best friend
i can’t be your mister, just your best man
she be poppin hella mollys, and they x clans
they can’t tell me i ain’t shit, like my ex can
i’m fresh outta f-cks, like its sold out
call my long beach niggas tell em roll out
they gone play it when we say it
this shit gotta work or i’m back doing dirt my nigga

i’m fresh outta f-cks
outta f-cks to give (2x)
i’m fresh outta f-cks
outta f-cks to give
(not one, not two)
i’m fresh outta f-cks
outta f-cks to give (2x)
i’m fresh outta f-cks
outta f-cks to give
(not three, not four)
i’m fresh outta f-cks



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