Fuqerrbdy - Natas

Fuck, fuck, fuck, uh

Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck everybody

Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck everybody

Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck everybody

Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck everybody

God damn it I said it

Fuck everybody

NATAS any Tom, Dick, and Charlie

I mean that shit, never sorry

Times have changed today

I’m getting higher than Bob Marley

Fuck the CIA and the FBI

When my shotgun Blaz4me

To Hell’s where I’m sending 'em

Fuck the twelve jurors

And that bitch George Zimmerman

Fuck everything you like and love

Believe it

I don’t need Flavor Flav to hype it up

NATAS in this bitch

Time to rock this bitch

Welcome to the apocalypse

You’re welcome to follow this

Come on, fuck you, kill yourself

Just when you thought, «I'mma die a simple death»

Just when you thought ain’t no real niggas left

NATAS, fuck everybody

I say fuck all these rappers

I say fuck all these DJs

Fuck these radio stations

And every record they replay

All this he say, she say

Only doing what we say

Sold that Boomin' Words from Hell

Five hundred dollars on eBay

Nigga, fuck

If you hate me, get in line

Must I rewind who I am

Michael Jackson: Remember the Time

'Bout to Moonwalk on your grave

Better run and hide somewhere

Deep off in a cave

Those janky promoters

Who can’t fuck with these Wicket flowers

And niggas who got on with this style like they don’t know us

I’ll kill your whole family with the 12-gauge Mossberg

Stick my dick all in your ear

Fuck what you heard

Pussy

I say fuck everybody

Come through in a Maserati

Crazy shoot up your party

Know I’m down to catch a hommie

And my name ain’t Tommy

But I know he’ll figure

So the nigga’ll try me

I’m like fuck

If you don’t know who I am, do your research

You’s a dead man, you gonna need a hearse

I’m saying fuck you, 'cause you said fuck me first

I say FUQERRBDY on the front of my t-shirt