Fuck You - Yo Gotti, Meek Mill

Me, Ass up Face down, one night only, I’m from out of town

Pound new rules, we ain’t waitin' on it and if that pussy good

We spend cake on it, plane ticket, hotel, new bag, this Chanel

Giuseppe sneakers, his and hers, If you a hater I just got 2 words

Fuck you, Fuck you, Fuck you, Fuck you

(Tell a hater I said)

Fuck you, Fuck you, Fuck you, Fuck you

And Tell yo bitch I said fuck

And them bitches that you came with, All in my section drinking

My shit, you ain’t fucking, you ain’t sucking, Whatcha doin' ho?

Instagram and taking pictures You don’t know me though.

Damn, she

Say she a fan, Yea I understand but I wanna get in her pants

Cause she thick as fuck, plus she licking her tongue out.

She says

She don’t fuck with rappers, I’m like whatchuu tall bout, Bitch

Fuck you, Fuck you, Fuck you, Fuck you

(I got 2 words for you)

Fuck you, Fuck you, Fuck you, Fuck you

Tell a hater I said fuck…

Haters, nigga mad at the paper

Big crib, ten cars, twenty acres

Twenty chains, ten watches, all my jewels

Lil' watch with the jest, don’t let it fool you

I could school you how to look like money

Hustler of the year, could write a book ‘bout money

Don’t pop them bottles tryna impress them hoes

Once you reupof money better tell them hoes, bitch

Fuck you, fuck you

Fuck you, fuck you

Tell that bitch I said

Fuck you, fuck you

Fuck you, fuck you

Tell that hater I said