I am tired of seeing pretty people everywhere I am not a model, middle fingers in the air I used to drink whiskey, now I'm stuck with Perrier I'm an alcoholic, middle fingers in the air I'll just keep on throwing middle fingers in the air I'll just keep on throwing middle fingers in the air I don't like the music other people tend to share Hate your loser lyrics, middle fingers in the air I'm a starving artist nowhere close to millionaire I prefer my Kia, middle fingers in the air I'll just keep on throwing middle fingers in the air I'll just keep on throwing middle fingers in the air (I'll just keep on, keep, keep on) (I'll just keep on, keep, keep on) I'm a simple loner who the hell thinks that I care I am not the party, middle fingers in the air I'll just keep on throwing middle fingers in the air I'll just keep on throwing middle fingers in the air (I'll just keep on, keep, keep on) (I'll just keep on, keep, keep on) I'll just keep on throwing middle fingers in the air (I'll just keep on, keep, keep on) (I'll just keep on, keep, keep on) I'll just keep on throwing middle fingers in the air

Pocket full of commas, yeah My stick hold a hunna, yeah That's my partner, they one hundred Fuckin' niggas baby mamas I'm ridin' around on my skateboard Nah, I'm not doing no surfboard Nigga like what is you hatin' for? Nigga young nigga be hating boy Middle finger to your face boy Middle finger to your face boy When you out here in these streets, its fuck you, yeah pay me Glock 23, Steph Curry that .30 Y'all niggas playin', man my vision so blurry You is not my gang, then I'm going 730 Nigga playing I'ma murk him, put him in the dirt hurt him I don't care 'bout murder, yeah 6 God, bitch I'll murder him Fuck the hoes, I'ma hurt him Hurt feelings yeah hurt them, yeah I don't show no feelings 'bout these hoes, no Bitch you know I'm all about my bankroll, yeah yeah Strapped up and now I let the pole blow Now niggas don't wanna go-go Pocket full of commas, yeah My stick hold a hunna, yeah That's my partner, they one hundred Fuckin' niggas baby mamas I'm ridin' around on my skateboard Nah, I'm not doing no surfboard Nigga like what is you hatin' for? Nigga, young nigga be hating boy Middle finger to your face boy Middle finger to your face boy Money steady pilin', I can smell the hate Nigga steady smilin', but I know it's fake Y'all niggas clownin', smilin' in my face Catch a nigga down bad but you know it's late It's too late ain't no savin', AK-47 blazin' Know I'm Blood so I'm brazy, yeah You were talkin' real crazy, so I spent that crazy Blue money real crazy, yeah I got crips all in my pocket don't make me spend that Know I drop it on your head, they gon' push your shit back, lil nigga Bitch, I'm from the 6, the zone, everybody know that Bitch we like 2008 bitch, we whack shit bitch nigga Pocket full of commas, yeah My stick hold a hunna, yeah That's my partner, they hundred Fuckin' niggas baby mamas I'm ridin' around on my skateboard Nah, I'm not doing no surfboard Nigga like what is you hatin' for? Nigga young nigga be hating boy Middle finger to your face boy Middle finger to your face boy

(Middle fingers) (Middle fingers) Boy you got a lot of tongues wagging Coming in here on a Friday night dragging Your new girlfriend by her hand Buying her a drink Did you think that You were gonna try and get me back Or maybe you just want to make me mad Watching you flirt in your black t-shirt Looking at me with your arm around her I don't have enough middle fingers To tell you how much I'm over you, over you Words just can't say what's On my mind every time I see her with ya I don't have enough middle fingers I feel sorry for that girl your kissing But I'm happy that it's her and it isn't me You're holding while you're going On and on like a broken record If you're looking for a reaction Ain't gonna give you that satisfaction I got no time for your lies I wish I had a fist full of half-peace signs but I don't have enough middle fingers To tell you how much I'm over you, over you Words just can't say what's On my mind every time I see her with ya I don't have enough middle fingers I could cuss you out, run you down, call you out baby But that ain't fitting for a lady And... I don't have enough middle fingers To tell you how much I'm over you, over you Words just can't say what's On my mind every time I see her with ya I don't have enough middle fingers Not enough Not enough Yeah you're on my mind every time But I don't have enough half-peace signs Don't have enough Middle fingers