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G.t.f.o.

Shaking that ass but you claim you ain't a ho

You can GTFO, you can GTFO

And you don't wanna come and break your neck at the show

You can GTFO, you can GTFO

You don't like me drinking and blowing out smoke

You can GTFO, you can GTFO (hey)

Well all of you can go on and GTFO

Yeah all of you can go on and GTFO

Tour bus, club house

10 girls, one couch

Falling everywhere like somebody pulled the rug out

Chilling in the hoodie with the bottle in my front pouch

Time to spark it up, if you don't like it get the fuck out

Wear my shades indoors

No I'm not a car shark

I can be your whole world

Just put me in your star chart

Coming to the fit

And tell your boy to leave the car parts

Could pull strings but this ain't no guitar part

Jumping like parkour, getting what I asked for

Tripping out in here girl, I hope you brought your passport

Watch me knock the game out like it had a glass jaw

Home of the Raptors, all up in your ass hard

Beer just bubbling up like a fast pour

2000 people never heard of me before

Fist pumping like those dudes on the Jersey Shore

Just living my dreams no avatar

Shaking that ass but you claim you ain't a ho

You can GTFO, you can GTFO

And you don't wanna come and break your neck at the show

You can GTFO, you can GTFO

You don't like me drinking and blowing out smoke

You can GTFO, you can GTFO (hey)

Well all of you can go on and GTFO

Yeah all of you can go on and GTFO

Don't come chirping in my ear trying to speak things

You should really go and focus on your cheap drinks

I'm listening to T-Pain

But I'm so damn drunk I don't know what he's saying

Bitch, I'm trying to free game

Party till police came

Had to run away, now I got knee pain

I'm stuck I don't even know the street name

All black neighbourhood looking like a bleach stain

It don't really matter though, what's up?

You don't wanna come and join a jam, you suck

First name Phillip

Last name Cups

Middle name Lots of Full Time Fuck

And these rappers wanna act like they sign my deal

Boyfriends twisting up their face, blue steel

Haters wanna say that the vibes not real

We're coming to your town, yeah it is, how you feel?

Hey, hey, we're drinking over here!

Hey you, you with the, with that thing on.

Put your hand in the air, other hand up,

And make, make a W.

What the fuck is that, an M?

Ha ha alright you win, that's awesome!

Fuck this shit.

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