F**k it (feat. Yvng ob)
That's nice
Fuck it
Nigga, fuck it
Fuck it
Nigga, fuck it
You got that stick, you ain't gon' use it, need to tuck it
Got a nigga at the crib, she still gon' suck it
If you see me with a bitch, you know we fuckin' her
Nah, I ain't cuffin', got this stick, this bitch from Russia
Me and O.B. dropped that puffin', got these hoes fuckin' for nothin
See my stick, it started runnin
Pack a punch,, all my shit custom
Used to steal shit with my cousin
Now we up and feelin' lucky
Shot my shot and missed my bucket
Bitch, I'm rich, so nigga
Fuck it
You got that stick, you ain't gon' use it, need to tuck it
She got a nigga at the crib, she still gon' suck it
If you see me with a bitch, you know we fuckin' her
Nah, I ain't cuffin', got this stick, this bitch from Russia
Me and Jedrick, we said fuck you
No NBA, but we get buckets
Ballin' hard for like a nugget
You ain't gon' shoot, you better tuck it
MBK, you know we runnin' shit
Name some shit, I bet we done it
Go on the block, we got em runnin
They talk like gunna, bitch, I'm gunnin
Gone win regardless, came from nothin
Now we up, we pushin' buttons
Bitch, let's talk and and start suckin
Get out the crib, if you ain't fuckin
Just want the top, no point in cuffin
That bitch just want me cause I'm something
Get left with donuts, you ain't duckin
If it ain't bout money, nigga, fuck it sippin the lean Fuck up my stomach,
Leave a hole size of a pumpkin
MBK, season on the way, bitches know it's comin
This ain't No bamboo, bitch, I'm drummin
Diamonds on me, bitch, I'm stunnin
My fingers hurt from my stomach
We ain't gon' play this choppa bussin
Me and Jedrick on your ass
He was all up, but now he gass
Roll em light up, he get passed
I'm off a perc up, hope I don't crash
Like obito putt on a mask
Oh, you a cancer, I ain't ask
From a civilian to a pack
Bitch, we said fuck you, get some racks
Fuck it, you got a stick
You ain't gon' use it, need to tuck it
Got a nigga at the crib, she still gon' suck it
If you see me with a bitch, you know we fuckin
Now I ain't cuffin', got this dick, this bitch from Russia
She say fuck it, I say fuck it
Go back home and we start fuckin
Fuck a candle, light a swisher
When I nut, know I won't miss ha
Soon as I leave, she get to fussin
I ain't foreign, choppa Russian
Diss the gang, we get to bussin
Leave em dead niggas, like, fuck em
Got them sticks and we won't tuck em
That's your bitch, but we be fuckin
Say she love me, know she bluffin
From the bottom, ain't have nothin
Like a TV, we want static
Takin perc, think I'm a addict
Play with Obi, shit get tragic
You might end up in a casket
In a casket
Play with Obi and you know this shit get tragic
Nigga, fuck it
We get buckets
Got that stick, you ain't gon' use it, need to tuck it
Tuck it
Tuck it
Tuck it
Fuck it
Nigga, fuck it
Fuck it
Nigga, fuck it
You got that stick, you ain't gon' use it, need to tuck it
Got a nigga at the crib, she still gon' suck it
If you see me with a bitch, you know we fuckin' her
Nah, I ain't cuffin', got this stick, this bitch from Russia
Me and O.B. dropped that puffin', got these hoes fuckin' for nothin
See my stick, it started runnin
Pack a punch,, all my shit custom
Used to steal shit with my cousin
Now we up and feelin' lucky
Shot my shot and missed my bucket
Bitch, I'm rich, so nigga
Fuck it
You got that stick, you ain't gon' use it, need to tuck it
She got a nigga at the crib, she still gon' suck it
If you see me with a bitch, you know we fuckin' her
Nah, I ain't cuffin', got this stick, this bitch from Russia
Me and Jedrick, we said fuck you
No NBA, but we get buckets
Ballin' hard for like a nugget
You ain't gon' shoot, you better tuck it
MBK, you know we runnin' shit
Name some shit, I bet we done it
Go on the block, we got em runnin
They talk like gunna, bitch, I'm gunnin
Gone win regardless, came from nothin
Now we up, we pushin' buttons
Bitch, let's talk and and start suckin
Get out the crib, if you ain't fuckin
Just want the top, no point in cuffin
That bitch just want me cause I'm something
Get left with donuts, you ain't duckin
If it ain't bout money, nigga, fuck it sippin the lean Fuck up my stomach,
Leave a hole size of a pumpkin
MBK, season on the way, bitches know it's comin
This ain't No bamboo, bitch, I'm drummin
Diamonds on me, bitch, I'm stunnin
My fingers hurt from my stomach
We ain't gon' play this choppa bussin
Me and Jedrick on your ass
He was all up, but now he gass
Roll em light up, he get passed
I'm off a perc up, hope I don't crash
Like obito putt on a mask
Oh, you a cancer, I ain't ask
From a civilian to a pack
Bitch, we said fuck you, get some racks
Fuck it, you got a stick
You ain't gon' use it, need to tuck it
Got a nigga at the crib, she still gon' suck it
If you see me with a bitch, you know we fuckin
Now I ain't cuffin', got this dick, this bitch from Russia
She say fuck it, I say fuck it
Go back home and we start fuckin
Fuck a candle, light a swisher
When I nut, know I won't miss ha
Soon as I leave, she get to fussin
I ain't foreign, choppa Russian
Diss the gang, we get to bussin
Leave em dead niggas, like, fuck em
Got them sticks and we won't tuck em
That's your bitch, but we be fuckin
Say she love me, know she bluffin
From the bottom, ain't have nothin
Like a TV, we want static
Takin perc, think I'm a addict
Play with Obi, shit get tragic
You might end up in a casket
In a casket
Play with Obi and you know this shit get tragic
Nigga, fuck it
We get buckets
Got that stick, you ain't gon' use it, need to tuck it
Tuck it
Tuck it
Tuck it
Credits
Writer(s): Jedric Walters
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