FDT
by YG

Album: Still Brazy (2016)
Charted: 110
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  • Just when I thought it wouldn't get no sicker
    I woke up one morning and heard this red ass mothafucka talkin' out the side of his neck
    Me and all my peoples, we always thought he was straight
    Influential mothafucka when it came to the business
    But now, since we know how you really feel, this how we feel

    Fuck Donald Trump
    Fuck Donald Trump
    Yeah, nigga, fuck Donald Trump
    Yeah, yeah, fuck Donald Trump
    Yeah, fuck Donald Trump
    Yeah, fuck Donald Trump
    Yeah, nigga, fuck Donald Trump
    Yeah, yeah, fuck Donald Trump, yeah

    I like white folks, but I don't like you
    All the niggas in the hood wanna fight you
    Surprised the Nation of Islam ain't tried to find you
    Have a rally out in L.A., you know what's up
    Home of the Rodney King riot, we don't give a fuck
    Black students, ejected from your rally, what?
    I'm ready to go right now, your racist ass did too much
    I'm 'bout to turn Black Panther
    Don't let Donald Trump win, that nigga cancer
    He too rich, he ain't got the answers
    He can't make decisions for this country, he gon' crash us
    No, we can't be a slave for him
    He got me appreciatin' Obama way more
    Hey Donald, and everyone that follows
    You gave us your reason to be President, but we hate yours

    Fuck Donald Trump
    Fuck Donald Trump
    Yeah, nigga, fuck Donald Trump
    (I don't like your ass, nigga)
    Yeah, yeah, fuck Donald Trump
    Yeah, fuck Donald Trump
    (I really don't like you, nigga)
    Yeah, nigga, fuck Donald Trump
    Yeah, yeah, fuck Donald Trump, yeah (this for my grandma)

    Nigga am I trippin'? Let me know
    I thought all that Donald Trump bullshit was a joke
    Know what they say when rich niggas go broke
    Look, Reagan sold coke, Obama sold hope
    Donald Trump spent his trust fund money on the vote
    I'm from a place where you prolly can't go
    Speakin' for some people that you prolly ain't know
    It's pressure built up and it's prolly gon' blow
    And if we say go then they're prolly gon' go
    You vote Trump then you're prolly on dope
    And if you like me then you prolly ain't know
    And if you been to jail you can prolly still vote
    We let this nigga win, we gon' prolly feel broke
    You built walls? We gon' prolly dig holes
    And if your ass do win (Fuck Donald Trump)
    Fuck you!

    Fuck Donald Trump
    Yeah, nigga, fuck Donald Trump
    Yeah, yeah, fuck Donald Trump
    Yeah, fuck Donald Trump
    Yeah, fuck Donald Trump
    Yeah, nigga, fuck Donald Trump
    Yeah, yeah, fuck Donald Trump, yeah

    We the youth
    We the people of this country
    We got a voice too
    We will be seen, and we will be heard

    Hold up, I fuck with Mexicans, got a plug with Mexicans
    When the low low need a switch, who I call? A Mexican
    This Comedy Central ass nigga couldn't be the President
    Hold up, Nip, tell the world how you fuck with Mexicans
    It wouldn't be the USA without Mexicans
    And if it's time to team up, shit, let's begin

    White people feel the same as my next of kin
    If we let this nigga win, God bless the kids
    God bless the kids, this nigga wicked and wigged
    When me and Nip link, that's Bloods and Crips
    Where your L.A. rally? We gon' crash your shit

    Fuck Donald Trump
    Fuck Donald Trump
    Yeah, nigga, fuck Donald Trump
    Yeah, yeah, fuck Donald Trump
    Yeah, fuck Donald Trump
    Yeah, fuck Donald Trump
    Yeah, nigga, fuck Donald Trump
    Yeah, yeah, fuck Donald Trump, yeah Writer/s: Ermias Asghedom, Keenon Daquan Ray Jackson, Samuel Ahana, Steven P. Carless
    Publisher: Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Universal Music Publishing Group
    Lyrics licensed and provided by LyricFind

Comments: 1

  • Kathy Niblack from KsI'm not a rap fan. But this song is dead on.
    Thank you thank you thank you! I'm going to share the s--t out if it.
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