Fuck You Tahm Bout

#10Day

Are you for real?

Are you serious?

Fuck it then!

Fuck you tahm bout?

Nigga, fuck you tahm out?

Nigga, fuck this whole school and everything you tahm 'bout

Don't ask me for no I.D., bitch I fucking signed out

Bitch I've been suspended, bitch I've been on timeout

Waking up in grind mode and sleeping in a grindhouse

So please don't hit my line 'bout the party trying to find out

What time that shit going to start or when it end, or who gone come out

Or if I walked the stage, I've been on stage since I could rhyme out

Shows and shows and tapes of trying to get my fucking lines out

So please don't take my BIC out

My book out, my pick out, my hair, my fucking big mouth

You dick head you dipped out of class and now you shit out

Of luck Who fucking slick now, and with them rhymes you written down

I hope you get a mix down with a diss track

From Ms. Rownd and my dick sack in this bitch mouth

Give a five-hive to my teacher face and my principle that fist pound

And now you gotta switch gowns, caught you, little rascal

We got you throwing tantrums, when you could've thrown a tassel

Fuck you tahm bout?

Nigga, fuck you tahm out?

Nigga you're a weakling, why you talking dealing?

Like, "All my niggas flip birds!" Nigga, you're a wing-zing

You ain't nothing but my seedling, I'll hang you from the ceiling

And leave yo' little ass leaking, and leave yo' body stinking

Dude yo' ass been drinking? Or you just wasn't thinking?

I'll hit you with that 6-piece: bink, bink, bink, bink, bink, bink!

I hear you're pockets jingling, it's calling me like ring, ring!

I'll choke you with your bling bling, then run faster than Tink Tink

And all these goofies mad though, like, "Why he such a asshole?"

And I ain't even mad yo, I'll stab you with a screwdriver

That shit ain't even rhyme nigga, I'm fucked up out my mind nigga

I stay right off the '9 nigga, that's where they try an' find a nigga

Feeling froggy? Better timid up, hard feelings gone, put 'em in a blunt

Cause niggas don't wanna get bended up, stay talking but don’t send it up

Used to send it up for my skinner lunch

Save money niggas really won't spend a buck

Gimme that cash, that ben what up

Pockets keep that denim bruh like

Fuck you tahm bout?

Nigga, fuck you tahm out?