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Jace Iayze - Fuck That Boy Lyrics

[Intro]
(Kele)
Go, real Murda Worth shit, know what I'm talm' bout
(One and only)

[Chorus]
I'm on all of that lil' muh'fucker (Lil' muh'fucker)
And that lil' bitch you be with, be around that boy that stood over his buddy and he killed that lil' muh'fucker (Bitch)
I get drippy, walk you down, Balenciaga Runners (Bitch)
Top Kid CPU on all of that (Lil' muh'fucker)
Mr. Met-By-Chance, but call me Mr. Give-Out-Heart-Attacks (Lil' muh'fucker)
He dissin' me hopin' to get an advance, that bitch needa' get his partner back (Lil' muh'fucker)
Okay, run that back (Run that back)
If the bitch-ass nigga wasn't hidin', his ass woulda' been got whacked (Woulda' been got whacked)

[Verse]
If I was Daroo, I'd be mad, damn near lost a hand tryna' switch mags
I was ten, ridin' thru' the hood, pegs on a Mongoose, had to fit that bitch with mags (Kele)
Try to lie on my name, still got in my bag, you mad, huh? (You mad, huh?)
Got a 5.56 rеady for his ass, you mad, huh? (You mad, huh?)
Lil' bro hurt, wait, fucked his bitch, like, boy you mad, huh? (You mad, bitch)
You a lil' faggot ass, got Amiri's on, still sag, huh? (You sag, huh?)
He bе on Percs, I'm full of Xans, still not givin' a fuck (Not givin' a fuck)
Wait til' them eyes get off of us, we gettin' 'em all touched (All touched, bitch)

[Chorus]
I'm on all of that lil' muh'fucker (Lil' muh'fucker)
And that lil' bitch you be with, be around that boy that stood over his buddy and he killed that lil' muh'fucker (Bitch)
I get drippy, walk you down, Balenciaga Runners (Bitch)
Top Kid CPU on all of that (Lil' muh'fucker)
Mr. Met-By-Chance, but call me Mr. Give-Out-Heart-Attacks (Lil' muh'fucker)
He dissin' me hopin' to get an advance, that bitch needa' get his partner back (Lil' muh'fucker)
Okay, run that back (Run that back)
If the bitch-ass nigga wasn't hidin', his ass woulda' been got whacked (Woulda' been got whacked)
[Outro]
Fuck that boy
(Tryna' switch mags)
(Had to fit that bitch wit' mags)
(You mad, huh, you mad, huh?)
(You mad, huh, you mad, huh?)