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M.F.U.

Yeat & SahBabii

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"M.F.U.." - Yeat & SahBabii

Thursday, 22 October 2026, 03:29 am

Album: DANGEROUS SUMMER

Track No: 08

Uh, so much fun, so many bitches, got so much guns (Fun)
So much mon', so much money, got so much mon' (So much)
Uh, so much fun, so much funny, have so much fun (Fun)
So much fun, someone give me money, they owed me one
Yeah, live my life, middle fingers up till the day I die (Woo)
Bad bitch gon' cry, what could I tell? Shawty gon' tell lies (Fah)
Yeah, I'm in a two-door coupe, smashin' through the roof, yeah, bitch gon' fly
Live my life, middle fingers up till the day I die
Huh, yeah, we have so much
Yeah, we have so many, so much
Smash her from the back, I'ma soul crush
They all copy me all day, it's what it shows us
Made forty million this year, that ain't even from the shows, bitch
If she cold, put Chanel on her toes then
If she go, let her go, ships sailed then
Percs on the side, I'ma crush, I'ma hit from the side (From the side)
I'm a walking dub, living my life
You a walking L, living a lie
We could bet one mil' on a high
I copped brain on the plane to Dubai
Porsche only got two seats, baby, fingering the twat while we drive
Got pinstriped Gucci like a zebra, baby
Got Chrome Hearts glasses, they can't see me, baby
Yeah, I'ma fuck your shawty with no hesitation (Huh)
I'ma get high, this ain't no celebration
Go ahead, open your eyes wide, we on the television
Yeah, I'm on the ketamine high, really boosting my life, yeah, I'm really living life on the double vision
You could never put me in a box, you could never take me in, bitch
I won't ever be inside a penitentiary
Yeah, I'ma live my life, I'ma live my life
Every day that I live is on a new vacation
Ketamine now and fucking on bitches I find out really was my medication
Yeah, yeah, I'm Buddha, lil' bitch, yeah, I'm meditatin'
Yeah, live my life, middle fingers up till the day I die (Woo)
Bad bitch gon' cry, what could I tell? Shawty gon' tell lies (Fah)
Yeah, I'm in a two-door coupe, smashin' through the roof, yeah, bitch gon' fly
Yeah, live my life, middle fingers up till the day I die
Got the money, it's under the table
Front us a band just like some old gum (Old gum)
Five fingers each hand, I'm counting these bands
On God, I need some more thumbs (More thumbs)
Got a boat on my neck and a house on my wrist, you know we got more than four guns (Four guns)
I just fingered your bitch to give you a warning
My **** ain't even want to fuck (Not even)
These Rick Owens, my ****, not Chucks (Chucks)
I got racks on my hips and my butt
Bitch from Philly, I call her a nut (Nut)
I got blues in my hands, uh-huh
I might run through your block with a fifty, my ****, get powered just like a rhinoceros (Baow)
I'm allergic to broke hoes, a **** be sneezing, put diamonds all up in my nostril (Sheesh)
I got all type of bitches with bundles of weed, but fuck it, I might just go natural (Natural)
I'm a whole different sweeper, bitch, up in these streets, ain't never had picked up a spatula (Squid work)
Yeah, live my life, middle fingers up till the day I die (Woo)
Bad bitch gon' cry, what could I tell? Shawty gon' tell lies (Fah)
Yeah, I'm in a two-door coupe, smashin' through the roof, yeah, bitch gon' fly
Yeah, live my life, middle fingers up till the day I die
Live my life
Live my life, born like this, I ain't get my life
They tryna see my life
One of a kind, can't repeat, can't repeat
Yeah-yeah, can't cheat my life, takin' them risks, I wanted to die, yeah
Have so much money

Writer(s): Noah Smith, Jasper Lee Harris, Mathias Liyew, Aaron Shadrow & Saaheem Valdery.

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