M.F.U Lyrics – Yeat

Read the full M.F.U lyrics by Yeat and SahBabii along with the music video, song credits, release information and other details about the song. If you enjoy Yeat’s music, you can also explore FLY NITË and ADL IS COMING, two other songs by Yeat.

[Intro: Yeat]
(Uh) So much fun, so many b!tches, got so much guns (Fun)
So much mon’, so much money, got so much mon’ (So much)
Uh, so much fun, so much funny, have so much fun (Fun)
So much fun, someone give me money, they owed me one

[Chorus: Yeat]
Yeah, live my life, middle fingers up ’til the day I die (Woo)
Bad b!tch gon’ cry, what could I tell? Shawty gon’ tell lies (Fah)
Yeah, I’m in a two-door coupe, smashing through the roof, yeah, b!tch gon’ fly
Live my life, middle fingers up ’til the day I die
[Verse 1: Yeat]
Huh, yeah, we have so much
Yeah, we have so many, so much
Smash her from the back, I’ma soul crush
They all copy me all day, it’s what it shows us
Made forty million this year, that ain’t even from the shows, b!tch
If she cold, put Chanel on her toes then
If she go, let her go, ships sailed then
Percs on the side, I’ma crush, I’ma hit from the side (From the side)
I’m a walking dub, living my life (Oh-oh)
You a walking L, living a lie
We could bet one mil’ on a high (Uh)
I copped brain on the plane to Dubai
Porsche only got two seats, baby, fingering the tw*t while we drive (Huh)
Got pinstriped Gucci like a zebra, baby
Got Chrome Hearts glasses, they can’t see me, baby
Yeah, I’ma fu*k your shawty with no hesitation (Huh)
I’ma get high, this ain’t no celebration
Go ahead, open your eyes wide, we on the television
Yeah, I’m on the ketamine high, really boosting my life, yeah, I’m really living life on the double vision
You could never put me in a box, you could never take me in, b!tch
I won’t ever be inside a penitentiary (Woo)
Yeah, I’ma live my life, I’ma live my life
Every day that I live is on a new vacation
Ketamine now and fu*king on b!tches I find out really was my medication

Yeah, yeah, I’m Buddha, lil’ b!tch, yeah, I’m meditating

[Chorus: Yeat & SahBabii]
Yeah, live my life, middle fingers up ’til the day I die (Woo)
Bad b!tch gon’ cry, what could I tell? Shawty gon’ tell lies (Fah)
Yeah, I’m in a two-door coupe, smashing through the roof, yeah, b!tch gon’ fly
Yeah, live my life, middle fingers up ’til the day I die (Yeah, yeah, oh yeah)

[Verse 2: SahBabii]
Got the money, it’s under the table
Front us a band just like some old gum (Old gum)
Five fingers each hand, I’m counting these bands
On God, I need some more thumbs (More thumbs)
Got a boat on my neck and a house on my wrist, you know we got more than four guns (Four guns)
I just fingered your b!tch to give you a warning
My n!gga ain’t even want to fu*k (Not even)
These Rick Owens, my n!gga, not Chucks (Chucks)
I got racks on my hips and my butt
B!tch from Philly, I call her a nut (Nut)
I got blues in my hands, uh-huh (Uh-huh)
I might run through your block with a fifty, my n!gga, get powered just like a rhinoceros (Baow)
I’m allergic to broke hoes, a n!gga be sneezing, put diamonds all up in my nostril (Sheesh)
I got all type of b!tches with bundles of weed, but fu*k it, I might just go natural (Natural)
I’m a whole different sweeper, b!tch, up in these streets, ain’t never had picked up a spatula (Squid work)

[Chorus: Yeat]
Yeah, live my life, middle fingers up ’til the day I die (Woo)
Bad b!tch gon’ cry, what could I tell? Shawty gon’ tell lies (Fah)
Yeah, I’m in a two-door coupe, smashing through the roof, yeah, b!tch gon’ fly
Yeah, live my life, middle fingers up ’til the day I die

[Outro: SahBabii & Yeat]
Live my life
Live my life, born like this, I ain’t get my life (Yeah, yeah)
They tryna see my life
One of a kind, can’t repeat, can’t repeat (My life)
Yeah-yeah, can’t cheat my life, taking them risks, I wanted to die (My life), yeah
Have so much money