This is a song about "F you"

Just bodied versace, they not me so f them

The golf wang hooligans, is fucking up the school again

Letters are rambunctious made from f~leece,

Cause there could never be peace

Dear lord come save me, the devil's working hard

Never even seen an 'f' slashed on my report card.

Shit, like i ain't been through the scars and bruises

So why the f should i be in his

F u are my favorite letters

It's 14 racks, what i put on that purse

You were wrong and have no f*cking invitation,

And i can't breath when i'm high cause the airs too thin

How could i not blow? all i do is drop "f" bombs

Got police chasen meto my niggas from old blocks