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Fuck U Mean? (feat. Salute) Video (MV)






SORV - Fuck U Mean? (feat. Salute) Lyrics




Shut down the whole block, you ain't 'bout that
Run my squad up in your bitch then we out that
I'm off my own shit, motherf*ck your lean
You not with my team
What the f*ck you mean
(F*ck)

What the f*ck you mean
(F*ck)
What the f*ck you mean
(F*ck)
You're not with my team what the f*ck you mean
What the f*ck you mean
(F*ck)
What the f*ck you mean
(F*ck)
You're not with my squad what the f*ck you mean

Ask "what the f*ck you mean"
Quick to kill anyone opposing me
With the Ones in the back, few bottles of lean
Come kick it with the fly, no Jet's or Li's
Don Corleone 'cause the crew stay mobbin'
I get wild in the street
Don't sleep 'cause I'm silent
F*cking wolf pack but we sheep to y'all
Believe me dawg, I hunt when I'm quiet
Want to see you put your hands up high and give me all your f*ckin' cash
I see you with the jewels, stay fly
Make me want to f*ckin' spaz
I don't want to f*ckin' snap
But I'm mad 'cause you're not a fan
Maybe I can cut some slack
If you blast my f*cking track

What the f*ck you mean
(F*ck)
What the f*ck you mean
(F*ck)
You're not with my team what the f*ck you mean
What the f*ck you mean
(What the f*ck)
What the f*ck you mean
(What the f*ck)
You're not with my squad what the f*ck you mean

We gon' be alright like Kendrick said
F*ck this bitch until she's dead
I play the bed like a game of cards
I go so hard
I go so hard
Sex addict, lets go to Fiji
I'm mad at you, you crazy G.G
Slittin' throats, you got blood on my sheets
Imma kill you before you get close to me
Wild with my words but I come off nice
Rob your shit, Imma have a heist
Head to Luce quick to grab a slice
Have that shit too much like what the f*ck
Yeah
Bitch this is f*ckin' organic
When I get to f*ckin' you I turn devil, satanic
I know these motherf*ckers look at me like I am manic
But listen to my shit bitch
Yes we are SORV we go hard, granite
(F*ck em)

Stop all the talkin' I'm f*ckin' crazy
My whole squad set, you so fugazy
We with the shits
Better choose and pick
Got a few loose screws and I'm loosing it
Have you praying with that crucifix
Get crucified with your medulla split
I'm Medusa sick but on my godly shit
Marchin' with millions, on my Gandhi shit
Got the baddest bitch
Nigga she's a queen
And my whole squad set nigga f*ck you mean

What the f*ck you mean
(F*ck)
What the f*ck you mean
(F*ck)
You're not with my team what the f*ck you mean
What the f*ck you mean
What the f*ck you mean
You're not with my squad what the f*ck you mean

Go to sleep when I'm dead
Wake up in the res in the bottom of the bed
Wearin' all red
Blue blood in the leg
F*ck I probably be drunk too much
Drinkin' 'til I'm dead
In the bed, head shot to the vest
F*ck I fall asleep in dump truck
Bust a nut on the garbage
Trash been a mess, f*ckin' up a ruckus
When I smash
Keep disease around me
No path around me
See the reaper 'round me
Beep beep in a Jeep
Missy'll doubt me
Munching up the functions
S.O.R.V be killing shit
Mishappening back at it
Blood on the blood sheets making magic
Living tragic
Yeah we at it
Now we back at it
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Shut down the whole block, you ain't 'bout that
Run my squad up in your bitch then we out that
I'm off my own shit, motherf*ck your lean
You not with my team
What the f*ck you mean
(F*ck)

What the f*ck you mean
(F*ck)
What the f*ck you mean
(F*ck)
You're not with my team what the f*ck you mean
What the f*ck you mean
(F*ck)
What the f*ck you mean
(F*ck)
You're not with my squad what the f*ck you mean

Ask "what the f*ck you mean"
Quick to kill anyone opposing me
With the Ones in the back, few bottles of lean
Come kick it with the fly, no Jet's or Li's
Don Corleone 'cause the crew stay mobbin'
I get wild in the street
Don't sleep 'cause I'm silent
F*cking wolf pack but we sheep to y'all
Believe me dawg, I hunt when I'm quiet
Want to see you put your hands up high and give me all your f*ckin' cash
I see you with the jewels, stay fly
Make me want to f*ckin' spaz
I don't want to f*ckin' snap
But I'm mad 'cause you're not a fan
Maybe I can cut some slack
If you blast my f*cking track

What the f*ck you mean
(F*ck)
What the f*ck you mean
(F*ck)
You're not with my team what the f*ck you mean
What the f*ck you mean
(What the f*ck)
What the f*ck you mean
(What the f*ck)
You're not with my squad what the f*ck you mean

We gon' be alright like Kendrick said
F*ck this bitch until she's dead
I play the bed like a game of cards
I go so hard
I go so hard
Sex addict, lets go to Fiji
I'm mad at you, you crazy G.G
Slittin' throats, you got blood on my sheets
Imma kill you before you get close to me
Wild with my words but I come off nice
Rob your shit, Imma have a heist
Head to Luce quick to grab a slice
Have that shit too much like what the f*ck
Yeah
Bitch this is f*ckin' organic
When I get to f*ckin' you I turn devil, satanic
I know these motherf*ckers look at me like I am manic
But listen to my shit bitch
Yes we are SORV we go hard, granite
(F*ck em)

Stop all the talkin' I'm f*ckin' crazy
My whole squad set, you so fugazy
We with the shits
Better choose and pick
Got a few loose screws and I'm loosing it
Have you praying with that crucifix
Get crucified with your medulla split
I'm Medusa sick but on my godly shit
Marchin' with millions, on my Gandhi shit
Got the baddest bitch
Nigga she's a queen
And my whole squad set nigga f*ck you mean

What the f*ck you mean
(F*ck)
What the f*ck you mean
(F*ck)
You're not with my team what the f*ck you mean
What the f*ck you mean
What the f*ck you mean
You're not with my squad what the f*ck you mean

Go to sleep when I'm dead
Wake up in the res in the bottom of the bed
Wearin' all red
Blue blood in the leg
F*ck I probably be drunk too much
Drinkin' 'til I'm dead
In the bed, head shot to the vest
F*ck I fall asleep in dump truck
Bust a nut on the garbage
Trash been a mess, f*ckin' up a ruckus
When I smash
Keep disease around me
No path around me
See the reaper 'round me
Beep beep in a Jeep
Missy'll doubt me
Munching up the functions
S.O.R.V be killing shit
Mishappening back at it
Blood on the blood sheets making magic
Living tragic
Yeah we at it
Now we back at it
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Writer: D'Khiri Lindsey, Jeremy Mulrooney, Marcus Omeish, Marcus Omiesh, Tim Rios
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