F.Y.O

[Verse 1]

Fuck your opinion

I'm in T chilling, that's trilling (That's trilling)

Real rap niggas, but I'm a DJ

On his record, I'll spin him (I'll spin him)

I'm the man of the moment

Getting rid of grands, no condolences

In the dance, we don't dance, we got fans, cuh, we're blowing

I'm with my boys, we got bands, Take That, Mark Owen shit

But we still... Turn down for money

I did so much dirt, I got my trousers muddy

How am I finding my true love when a thousand love me?

It's crazy (Crazy), this is N1 fizzy

But I'm a rascal, that boy in da corner, I'm Dizzee

What goes around comes around 'till you're dizzy

Give her the busy tone unless you wanna get busy, it's crazy

Fuck your opinion, like I said at the beginning

Lord forgive me, I would've never made it without sinning

I just wanna spend a killing now, we only living (Now, we only living)

Haha, fuck your opinion, like I said at the start

They gave the schoolboy Qs, now I'm Kendrick Lamar (Oh)

Tryna milk the game, keep your breast in your bra, hah

[Chorus]

Fuck your opinion, your opinion

Fuck-fuck-fuck-fuck your opinion

Fuck your opinion, fuck your opinion

[Verse 2]

Fuck your opinion

You ain't gotta see the vision

Impossible, that's just the mission

Tom-toms, on a cruise for some women

I'm the man with a plan

Never made no plans with a man

'Cause it's every man for himself, understand if you stand

On your own, I'm alone with a bag full of bags

Oh, we ain't playing no games

My band's indie, this is Coldplay

Came into the game, I had no chains

No whip, but my nigga whipped cocaine

Ain't it funny, now my niggas' whips cocaine

Play a role, don't role-play

I had heart like Kevin on that Soul Plane

Now I'm way up, nigga, nah, you don't say, oh

Fuck your opinion

Like I said at the beginning of the song

I'm the police, I'll nick her in a thong

Say hello then lullaby singing her a song, oh

Fuck your opinion

Like I said in the intro

Man, I had to shine shoes to make my wrist glow

Man, I had to grind food so we could flip dough, oh

[Chorus]

Fuck your opinion, your opinion

Fuck-fuck-fuck-fuck your opinion

Fuck your opinion, fuck your opinion