All you do is talk shit
You Fugazi bitch
You can hate on me
But that don't mean shit
I got demons on repeat
So you won't get the best of me
All you do is talk shit
You Fugazi bitch
You can hate on me
But that don't mean shit
I got demons on repeat
So you won't get the best of me
You don't have to show me love
I'll still rise above
And make it to the top
This is nonstop
I got my boi TyTy
Teaching me how to ride a beat
Skeet skeet
Left his babies on my sweet cheeks
That was just a sneak peak
Now I'm busting in like paper view
Hit it out the park
Call me Baby Ruth
Im not about the nonsense
I'm only preaching truth
Flexing on these bitches
I does what I do
Coming from a place of struggle
Never hit a lic
To get my bundles
I finesse a 9-5
That's how I survive
Looking up to those around me
Wishing I could join the party
Now that we're started
Call me Giggles
Maybe silly
Doesn't me your ass
Won't land in a chapel
An apple a day
Keeps the doctor away
Mess with my team
And you'll need to buy three
Dial 911
Murders on my street
Hit up Young Giggles
For a tasty lil treat
All you do is talk shit
You Fugazi bitch
You can hate on me
But that don't mean shit
I got demons on repeat
So you won't get the best of me
All you do is talk shit
You Fugazi bitch
You can hate on me
But that don't mean shit
I got demons on repeat
So you won't get the best of me
Bring it back to 06
When I'd fight a bitch
For talking shit
Now I dismiss
All the bullshit
And do me
Which you will see
Cause I don't talk about it
I be about it
I can get rowdy
Waiting on the hate
Like a line at the buffet
When I make mistakes
Let me know
So I can go vroom vroom
Past you
Or is that too soon?
I'm Brooklyn Born
Stay reppin in the 614
Homies try to act tough
Till they get f*cked up
I don't need a glock
To get you scared of me
Just stare at me
And see your death look back
Let me back track
I'll die for the ones I love
And love them till I die
Look inside my mind
As I unwind
And smoke this cig
F*ck what you heard about me
F*ck what you heard about him
Cause rumors ain't shit
Till you start believing them
Till you start spreading them
If you wanna know something
Come and find me
I'm an open book
You'll know where to look
Young Giggles - Fugazi Bitch Lyrics
Young Giggles - Fugazi Bitch Lyrics
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All you do is talk shit
You Fugazi bitch
You can hate on me
But that don't mean shit
I got demons on repeat
So you won't get the best of me
All you do is talk shit
You Fugazi bitch
You can hate on me
But that don't mean shit
I got demons on repeat
So you won't get the best of me
You don't have to show me love
I'll still rise above
And make it to the top
This is nonstop
I got my boi TyTy
Teaching me how to ride a beat
Skeet skeet
Left his babies on my sweet cheeks
That was just a sneak peak
Now I'm busting in like paper view
Hit it out the park
Call me Baby Ruth
Im not about the nonsense
I'm only preaching truth
Flexing on these bitches
I does what I do
Coming from a place of struggle
Never hit a lic
To get my bundles
I finesse a 9-5
That's how I survive
Looking up to those around me
Wishing I could join the party
Now that we're started
Call me Giggles
Maybe silly
Doesn't me your ass
Won't land in a chapel
An apple a day
Keeps the doctor away
Mess with my team
And you'll need to buy three
Dial 911
Murders on my street
Hit up Young Giggles
For a tasty lil treat
All you do is talk shit
You Fugazi bitch
You can hate on me
But that don't mean shit
I got demons on repeat
So you won't get the best of me
All you do is talk shit
You Fugazi bitch
You can hate on me
But that don't mean shit
I got demons on repeat
So you won't get the best of me
Bring it back to 06
When I'd fight a bitch
For talking shit
Now I dismiss
All the bullshit
And do me
Which you will see
Cause I don't talk about it
I be about it
I can get rowdy
Waiting on the hate
Like a line at the buffet
When I make mistakes
Let me know
So I can go vroom vroom
Past you
Or is that too soon?
I'm Brooklyn Born
Stay reppin in the 614
Homies try to act tough
Till they get f*cked up
I don't need a glock
To get you scared of me
Just stare at me
And see your death look back
Let me back track
I'll die for the ones I love
And love them till I die
Look inside my mind
As I unwind
And smoke this cig
F*ck what you heard about me
F*ck what you heard about him
Cause rumors ain't shit
Till you start believing them
Till you start spreading them
If you wanna know something
Come and find me
I'm an open book
You'll know where to look
You Fugazi bitch
You can hate on me
But that don't mean shit
I got demons on repeat
So you won't get the best of me
All you do is talk shit
You Fugazi bitch
You can hate on me
But that don't mean shit
I got demons on repeat
So you won't get the best of me
You don't have to show me love
I'll still rise above
And make it to the top
This is nonstop
I got my boi TyTy
Teaching me how to ride a beat
Skeet skeet
Left his babies on my sweet cheeks
That was just a sneak peak
Now I'm busting in like paper view
Hit it out the park
Call me Baby Ruth
Im not about the nonsense
I'm only preaching truth
Flexing on these bitches
I does what I do
Coming from a place of struggle
Never hit a lic
To get my bundles
I finesse a 9-5
That's how I survive
Looking up to those around me
Wishing I could join the party
Now that we're started
Call me Giggles
Maybe silly
Doesn't me your ass
Won't land in a chapel
An apple a day
Keeps the doctor away
Mess with my team
And you'll need to buy three
Dial 911
Murders on my street
Hit up Young Giggles
For a tasty lil treat
All you do is talk shit
You Fugazi bitch
You can hate on me
But that don't mean shit
I got demons on repeat
So you won't get the best of me
All you do is talk shit
You Fugazi bitch
You can hate on me
But that don't mean shit
I got demons on repeat
So you won't get the best of me
Bring it back to 06
When I'd fight a bitch
For talking shit
Now I dismiss
All the bullshit
And do me
Which you will see
Cause I don't talk about it
I be about it
I can get rowdy
Waiting on the hate
Like a line at the buffet
When I make mistakes
Let me know
So I can go vroom vroom
Past you
Or is that too soon?
I'm Brooklyn Born
Stay reppin in the 614
Homies try to act tough
Till they get f*cked up
I don't need a glock
To get you scared of me
Just stare at me
And see your death look back
Let me back track
I'll die for the ones I love
And love them till I die
Look inside my mind
As I unwind
And smoke this cig
F*ck what you heard about me
F*ck what you heard about him
Cause rumors ain't shit
Till you start believing them
Till you start spreading them
If you wanna know something
Come and find me
I'm an open book
You'll know where to look
Writer: Leslie Hungria, Tyler Davis
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid