F*Ck You

You are now listening to Anyway Well

Fuck you
'Cause I ain't in the mood today (at all)
Half of y'all don't really fuck with me anyway
And most of y'all have run your mouth but never run a fade
Quick to clock some tea but couldn't clock minimum wage

Bitch need a viral moment, ask me if I give a fuck
I'm knocking bitches out the frame and telling, "Baby, try her luck"
They fucked around and let the rookie off the leash to run a month
I see they watching me and taking notes but never keepin' up
Tell you what, don't even drop what's in the bin
When I spit it high, spit it, make you write it again
Bitches barely styling mannequins are picking up pins
Hope asking for writer's credit, huh? Come again?

If you ain't know this, now this game could probably fuck your life up
You ain't a gambler, why in the fuck you go and pick the dice up?
You out here thinking you the baddest, they didn't gash your head up
Bitch, you a bird barely flying, better get your bread up

It is absurd, what is the word?
Bitches be quick to observe
Niggas get curved, kick to the curve
I got 'em cuffing my curves
Come get your nigga 'cause he on my figure
And lately he working my nerves
Out of his league, he so intrigued
But I'm winning what I deserve

Fuck you
'Cause I ain't in the mood today
Half of y'all don't really fuck with me anyway (at all)
And most of y'all have run your mouth but never run a fade
Quick to clock some tea but couldn't clock minimum wage

Fuck you
'Cause I ain't in the mood today
Half of y'all don't really fuck with me anyway (at all)
And most of y'all have run your mouth but never run a fade
Quick to clock some tea but couldn't clock minimum wage

Crystal this, crystal that
But they ain't know what crystal at
For you run your cock, suckers, take a look at crystal stats (nope)
Acting like they made crystal, pulling rabbits out the hat
They ain't built like the rookie, they ain't got the form (welcome to Well music family)

Probably shouldn't do this, but fuck it, here go your warning (okay)
Normal spirits just like preachers up in church Sunday morning (woo)
She see sub in me because she bitter, basic, and born
Imagine watching all my moves while I'm simply ignoring

I can give you all the answers, then you still couldn't pass me (at all)
I could sit a hater down and she still couldn't stand (at all)
They be watching like a hawk, trying to see what the plans be
Guess your mama should've swallowed
You are a plan B

If you mad, I paint the picture, go and get sis pissed
I'm like the perfect portrait maker, forfeit, got sis sick (okay)
Treat the music like my canvas, make you call quits
I'm the first and the last bitch, I've been it

Fuck you
'Cause I ain't in the mood today
Half of y'all don't really fuck with me anyway (at all)
And most of y'all have run your mouth but never run a fade
Quick to clock some tea but couldn't clock minimum wage

Fuck you
'Cause I ain't in the mood today (at all)
Half of y'all don't really fuck with me anyway (at all)
And most of y'all have run your mouth but never run a fade
Quick to clock some tea but couldn't clock minimum wage

Fuck you
'Cause I ain't in the mood today
Half of y'all don't really with me anyway
And most of y'all have run your mouth but never run a fade
Quick to clock some tea but couldn't clock minimum wage