f#ck Arby’s (Yeah)
f#ck Arby’s
f#ck Arby’s (Pusha T, you my mans, but)
f#ck Arby’s (You got a problem with McDonald’s?)
f#ck Arby’s (You got a problem with me, n#gg#)
f#ck Arby’s (f#ck ’em! Yeah)
f#ck Arby’s (f#ck them n#gg#s!)
f#ck Arby’s (f#ck that nasty sh#t, hahaha)
f#ck Arby’s (Hahaha)
f#ck Arby’s
f#ck Arby’s (Hahaha)
Ay, talk to ’em (Woo, woo. woo)
Pusha T said, “f#ck McDonald’s” (Huh?)
Then smoked a blunt with his best friend Ronald
McDonald’s is better, I’m sorry (I’m sorry)
Who the f#ck eat at Arby’s? (Nobody!)
Shit, I’ll wait
Went there once, when I was fourteen, on a date
“Arby’s, we have the meat”
It’s the nastiest sandwich that you’ll ever wanna eat
Twenty-four hour drive-throughs, late night (Yeah)
Them 99¢ cheeseburgers saved my life (Yeah, hahaha)
Fish and cheese with extra tartar
n#gg#, that’s how I fed my daughter (For real!)
Who else gonna hire you at fifteen? (Who?)
Late-night shift, steal everything (Gimme that!)
There go a Arby’s, I see the sign
I’ma go inside, ’cause ain’t nobody in line (Hahaha)
McDonald’s two miles away? We walkin’
And if it rains, I know that’s you talkin’
McDonald’s, y’all better cut me a check
Or I’ma diss y’all next
f#ck Arby’s (Hahahaha)
f#ck Arby’s (f#ck Arby’s, n#gg#)
f#ck Arby’s (Ain’t nobody goin’ to that sh#t)
f#ck Arby’s (Ain’t no Arby’s in Detroit)
f#ck Arby’s (You gotta go to, like, 21 Mile in Utica to find that sh#t, man, f#ck Arby’s, man)
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Bizarre Lyrics – f#ck Arbys (Pusha T Response)