Letra de Get tf out my face (feat. young thug)
Rich Homie Quan
Yeah, yeah, hey
Got my nigga Thugga with me
(Hey could you move please?)
Haha (thanks) Rich Homie Baby!
[Bridge: Rich Homie Quan]
Paparazzi trying to take pictures
Tell them folk to get the f*** out my face (get the f*** out my face)
I don't f*** with 12
Cause I heard they be listening to a nigga conversation (Motherfuck police)
I fuc*** a nigga bitch, now he trippin'
Better tell him get the f*** out my face
I got it tucked in my jeans and I got my nigga Thug with me
And he gon' tell you get the f*** out my face
[Hook: Young Thug]
Boy, get the f*** out my face
Please get the f*** out my face (x2)
Someone get him out my face
Please get the f*** out my motherfucking face (x3)
Please get the f*** out my face [Verse 1: Young Thug]
Hundreds stashed in Robins (hundreds stashed in Robins)
I won’t tell nobody! (I won’t tell nobody!)
I won’t touch your body! (I won’t touch you, baby!)
Ass soft as jelly
I'm the real Tony Montana
I got fifty naked bitches on a banana boat
Your jewelry sunny, Young Thugger need loc's
My water heavy, I need me a float
He got them birds in the fender bender
Thugger let your bitch suck him up in rentals
Call me with the deal like a fuc*** pickle, yeah
I just went platinum like a fuc*** nickel
How the hell you think I won't go? (What?)
How the f*** you feel I ain't go?
Everything I say I stand up to it (What?)
Nigga count M’s like he fuc*** Jewish!
I can’t really substituted rights
Get the f*** out my face, or we fight! (What?)
I hate that we the next superstar boy
If you don’t know why tell them, Quan! Bridge + [Hook]
[Verse 2: Rich Homie Quan]
Get the f*** out my face unless you owe me some money!
Get the f*** out my face, f*** nigga where the hell
You was at when a nigga had nothing!
I’m talking when a nigga he was hustling (I was hustling!)
I’m talking about the pork 'n beans and weenies
I was eating every night before the grubbing
I’m talking bout a little money I was getting
Before 18 way before the clubbing!
Now I got my sack right, nigga, still in the trap house kitchen
Let some of money come up missing
F*** around, slap the shit out of all these niggas!
Trap house bunkin' got all these pistols
My nigga Thug wrist broke doing all that whipping
And I got a .44, I ain't gotta call no killer (Naw, nigga!)
More money, more problems, I can solve that issue (let go!)
If it’s off my hip I’mma pull that motherfuc*** back just like a sling shot
And you ain't hold your homie down like you suppose to
Cause you ain’t never even heard of a green dot
He ain’t got all that shit he say
He ain’t bout rappers trying to be this way
Please boy, I see folks trying to take pictures so I'm like
Hold up, wait, freeze boy!
[Bridge + Hook]
[Outro: Rich Homie Quan]
Paparazzi trying to take pictures
Tell the folk to get the f*** out my face (get the f*** out my face)
I don't f*** with 12
Cause I heard they be listening to a nigga conversation (motherfuck police)
I fuc*** a nigga bitch and I ain't trippin
Better tell him get the f*** out my face
Hey, hey, heeeeyy
Get the f*** out my face, yeah
Get the f*** out my faa-aace
F*** nigga, get the f*** out my face
If I don't know you, better get the f*** out my face
Yeah, yeaaaahhh
Got my nigga Thugga with me
(Hey could you move please?)
Haha (thanks) Rich Homie Baby!
[Bridge: Rich Homie Quan]
Paparazzi trying to take pictures
Tell them folk to get the f*** out my face (get the f*** out my face)
I don't f*** with 12
Cause I heard they be listening to a nigga conversation (Motherfuck police)
I fuc*** a nigga bitch, now he trippin'
I got it tucked in my jeans and I got my nigga Thug with me
And he gon' tell you get the f*** out my face
[Hook: Young Thug]
Boy, get the f*** out my face
Please get the f*** out my face (x2)
Someone get him out my face
Please get the f*** out my motherfucking face (x3)
Please get the f*** out my face [Verse 1: Young Thug]
Hundreds stashed in Robins (hundreds stashed in Robins)
I won’t tell nobody! (I won’t tell nobody!)
I won’t touch your body! (I won’t touch you, baby!)
Ass soft as jelly
I'm the real Tony Montana
I got fifty naked bitches on a banana boat
Your jewelry sunny, Young Thugger need loc's
My water heavy, I need me a float
He got them birds in the fender bender
Thugger let your bitch suck him up in rentals
Call me with the deal like a fuc*** pickle, yeah
I just went platinum like a fuc*** nickel
How the hell you think I won't go? (What?)
How the f*** you feel I ain't go?
Everything I say I stand up to it (What?)
Nigga count M’s like he fuc*** Jewish!
I can’t really substituted rights
Get the f*** out my face, or we fight! (What?)
I hate that we the next superstar boy
If you don’t know why tell them, Quan! Bridge + [Hook]
[Verse 2: Rich Homie Quan]
Get the f*** out my face unless you owe me some money!
Get the f*** out my face, f*** nigga where the hell
You was at when a nigga had nothing!
I’m talking when a nigga he was hustling (I was hustling!)
I’m talking about the pork 'n beans and weenies
I was eating every night before the grubbing
I’m talking bout a little money I was getting
Before 18 way before the clubbing!
Now I got my sack right, nigga, still in the trap house kitchen
Let some of money come up missing
F*** around, slap the shit out of all these niggas!
Trap house bunkin' got all these pistols
My nigga Thug wrist broke doing all that whipping
And I got a .44, I ain't gotta call no killer (Naw, nigga!)
More money, more problems, I can solve that issue (let go!)
If it’s off my hip I’mma pull that motherfuc*** back just like a sling shot
And you ain't hold your homie down like you suppose to
Cause you ain’t never even heard of a green dot
He ain’t bout rappers trying to be this way
Please boy, I see folks trying to take pictures so I'm like
Hold up, wait, freeze boy!
[Bridge + Hook]
[Outro: Rich Homie Quan]
Paparazzi trying to take pictures
Tell the folk to get the f*** out my face (get the f*** out my face)
I don't f*** with 12
Cause I heard they be listening to a nigga conversation (motherfuck police)
I fuc*** a nigga bitch and I ain't trippin
Better tell him get the f*** out my face
Hey, hey, heeeeyy
Get the f*** out my face, yeah
Get the f*** out my faa-aace
F*** nigga, get the f*** out my face
If I don't know you, better get the f*** out my face
Yeah, yeaaaahhh
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