Ghurab
Fuck Boy
I walk by real slow, fuck boy
You won't even know, fuck boy
Come back with the mask, fuck boy
Don't try to blunt pass, lil boy
Don't say wassup now, lil boy
I'll stay up in the cut, lil boy
I'm thinking what the fuck, fuck boy
I'm thinking what the fuck, fuck boy

Now a days everyone wanna talk when they flaunt
Bitch i like to keep it quiet when i walk
Keep the hoodie with the hat down low
When i roll, i ain't tryna take it slow mother fucker
I ain't bout to let you know when i'm coming
I ain't tryna swing fists bitch i'm dumpin
I ain't bout to leave 'til i know your heart ain't fuckin' pumpin'
Stand and watch your body, i don't feel no kind of sorry
Fuck all that remorse, bitch, you hear it from the horse
Not the sheep but you got yourself too deep with the reaper
Locked away for the day, bitch i'm a night creeper
Stare you in the eyes when i push the knife deeper
In the neck, rest in peace, bitch i'm already dead
Best believe it's a fact, heart and mind ain't intact
Two separate motherfuckers like his personalities
So he keeps the blade sittin' on the seat
Just in case you get a chance to fuckin' meet

I walk by real slow, fuck boy
You won't even know, fuck boy
Come back with the mask, fuck boy
Don't try to blunt pass, lil boy
Don't say wassup now, lil boy
I stay up in the cut, lil boy
I'm thinking what the fuck, fuck boy
Thinking what the fuck, fuck boy

Bitch i roll with the pump in the backseat
Have these n***as runnin' like they do it for the track meets
It's like only chaos that attracts me, i roll with the pump
So i know i got the jump, if you run bitch it's fun
I'll avoid a confrontation and be patient while i'm waitin'
Boy, i'll catch you in the shadows, when i'm chilling at the gallows
See my mind kinda deep but my heart is kinda shallow
This shit kinda hot like you gonna need some aloe
On the down low in my coffin i'll be rotting, when i've fallin'
You talkin' like you with it but you ain't
Bitch, you comin' like you real but you ain't never felt no pain
You ain't never feel the pouring of the rain, too play this game
Bitch, you got no motivation, see you only want the fame
But you lame, see you got nobody else
It's yourself you gotta blame for failed deploy
Bitch, sit yo ass down fuck boy
Sit yo ass down fuck boy