Fuck That
(Fuck that, fuck that)
Say they lookin' for me (fuck that)
Woke up this morning, 'bout a hundred missed calls
23 snappin' on the phone, sayin' you ain't seen me call?
I said fuck that, what the business is?
He said an opp just got off the phone and found where I live
Throw on my suit and grab my Glock, done bought a brand new drake
Get one of them nasty ass hoes to find out where he stay
And on the other end I heard them
Boys got pressure out there in Westchase
I don't give a fuck
I'mma spin a bin and spin again until the death of me
Look mama I'm in and out, I said mama pray for me
Out here in these streets it's a jungle, ain't no savin' me
Fuck that, been by myself, ain't no helpin' me
Like Nike, just do it, nigga ain't no stoppin' me
Bitch had the nerve to up on me in front of my brother
I ain't scared, I ain't runnin', gotta put me under
Spin back the same night, shot out in front of his mama
Fuck that, fuck that
Bitch had the nerve to up on me in front of my brothers
I ain't scared, I ain't runnin', gotta put me under
Spin back the same night, shot out in front of his mama
Fuck that, fuck that
Seven-six-two, just filled the Draco up
I'mma kill 'em all, love when the yellow tape go up
Hungry for beef, I got some bullets that's gon' fill you up
Spin on this Glock a hundred shots,
I bet you think twice 'bout pullin' up
Thinkin' I'm pussy, check my resume
Stick to his face, I warned that nigga about testin' me
I was on the move, can't let a nigga get ahead of me
Catch him in traffic, let him have it
I'm a demon, fuck a savage
Got twenty-three on me, won't leave the house without it
Everybody think they master P, they swear they 'bout it 'bout it
All on Instagram flexin' like they orange and charlie
They gon' fall out in public, I got some niggas who heartless
Bitch had the nerve to up on me in front of my brother
I ain't scared, I ain't runnin', gotta put me under
Spin back the same night, shot out in front of his mama
Fuck that, fuck that
Bitch had the nerve to up on me in front of my brothers
I ain't scared, I ain't runnin', gotta put me under
Spin back the same night, shot out in front of his mama
Fuck that, fuck that
Fuck that
Fuck that
Say they lookin' for me (fuck that)
Woke up this morning, 'bout a hundred missed calls
23 snappin' on the phone, sayin' you ain't seen me call?
I said fuck that, what the business is?
He said an opp just got off the phone and found where I live
Throw on my suit and grab my Glock, done bought a brand new drake
Get one of them nasty ass hoes to find out where he stay
And on the other end I heard them
Boys got pressure out there in Westchase
I don't give a fuck
I'mma spin a bin and spin again until the death of me
Look mama I'm in and out, I said mama pray for me
Out here in these streets it's a jungle, ain't no savin' me
Fuck that, been by myself, ain't no helpin' me
Like Nike, just do it, nigga ain't no stoppin' me
Bitch had the nerve to up on me in front of my brother
I ain't scared, I ain't runnin', gotta put me under
Spin back the same night, shot out in front of his mama
Fuck that, fuck that
Bitch had the nerve to up on me in front of my brothers
I ain't scared, I ain't runnin', gotta put me under
Spin back the same night, shot out in front of his mama
Fuck that, fuck that
Seven-six-two, just filled the Draco up
I'mma kill 'em all, love when the yellow tape go up
Hungry for beef, I got some bullets that's gon' fill you up
Spin on this Glock a hundred shots,
I bet you think twice 'bout pullin' up
Thinkin' I'm pussy, check my resume
Stick to his face, I warned that nigga about testin' me
I was on the move, can't let a nigga get ahead of me
Catch him in traffic, let him have it
I'm a demon, fuck a savage
Got twenty-three on me, won't leave the house without it
Everybody think they master P, they swear they 'bout it 'bout it
All on Instagram flexin' like they orange and charlie
They gon' fall out in public, I got some niggas who heartless
Bitch had the nerve to up on me in front of my brother
I ain't scared, I ain't runnin', gotta put me under
Spin back the same night, shot out in front of his mama
Fuck that, fuck that
Bitch had the nerve to up on me in front of my brothers
I ain't scared, I ain't runnin', gotta put me under
Spin back the same night, shot out in front of his mama
Fuck that, fuck that
Fuck that
Fuck that
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Writer(s): Keyanta Bullard, Jacari Cameron
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