Gtfo Lyrics - Down With Webster

Shaking that ass but you claim you ain't a ho 

You can GTFO, you can GTFO 

And you don't wanna come and break your neck at the show 

You can GTFO, you can GTFO 

You don't like me drinking and blowing out smoke 

You can GTFO, you can GTFO (hey) 

Well all of you can go on and GTFO 

Yeah all of you can go on and GTFO 

Tour bus, club house 

10 girls, one couch 

Falling everywhere like somebody pulled the rug out 

Chilling in the hoodie with the bottle in my front pouch 

Time to spark it up, if you don't like it get the fuck out 

Wear my shades indoors 

No I'm not a car shark 

I can be your whole world 

Just put me in your star chart 

Coming to the fit 

And tell your boy to leave the car parts 

Could pull strings but this ain't no guitar part 

Jumping like parkour, getting what I asked for 

Tripping out in here girl, I hope you brought your passport 

Watch me knock the game out like it had a glass jaw 

Home of the Raptors, all up in your ass hard 

Beer just bubbling up like a fast pour 

2000 people never heard of me before 

Fist pumping like those dudes on the Jersey Shore 

Just living my dreams no avatar 

Shaking that ass but you claim you ain't a ho 

You can GTFO, you can GTFO 

And you don't wanna come and break your neck at the show 

You can GTFO, you can GTFO 

You don't like me drinking and blowing out smoke 

You can GTFO, you can GTFO (hey) 

Well all of you can go on and GTFO 

Yeah all of you can go on and GTFO 

Don't come chirping in my ear trying to speak things 

You should really go and focus on your cheap drinks 

I'm listening to T-Pain 

But I'm so damn drunk I don't know what he's saying 

Bitch, I'm trying to free game 

Party till police came 

Had to run away, now I got knee pain 

I'm stuck I don't even know the street name 

All black neighbourhood looking like a bleach stain 

It don't really matter though, what's up? 

You don't wanna come and join a jam, you suck 

First name Phillip 

Last name Cups 

Middle name Lots of Full Time Fuck 

And these rappers wanna act like they sign my deal 

Boyfriends twisting up their face, blue steel 

Haters wanna say that the vibes not real 

We're coming to your town, yeah it is, how you feel?