fck dat (feat. Deric)

Fuck that, G19 on me, what I'm blowin', baby (I'm blowin', baby)
You cannot hang now, where you goin' lately? (Where you goin' lately)
I'm with my dawgs trappin' hard, gettin' to the bread (gettin' to the bread)
All of that money talk really gettin' to your head

Fuck that, G19 on me, what I'm blowin', baby (I'm blowin', baby)
You cannot hang now, where you goin' lately? (Where you goin' lately)
I'm with my dawgs trappin' hard, gettin' to the bread (gettin' to the bread)
All of that money talk really gettin' to your head

Yeah, all of that money talk really gettin' to your head, yeah
I wanna take you to pound town, baby, get up in the bed
Yeah, we gon' get it on, cuff you up, baby, better call the Feds
She callin' me right now, hit it 'til it's dead

She wanna be my love tonight, psh, yeah, okay
She wanna be my love tonight, whoa
And she know what to do, oh-whoa
What up, Mama? I done pulled up the llama, llama, yeah

She know I'm not with the drama, drama
Pull up in all black, on my clean shit, black Obama
I got choppas if you need it
Yeah, play my hoe and you might have to meet it, yeah

Fuck that, G19 on me, what I'm blowin', baby (I'm blowin', baby)
You cannot hang now, where you goin' lately? (Ooh) (where you goin' lately)
I'm with my dawgs trappin' hard, gettin' to the bread (bread)
All of that money talk really gettin' to your head

Fuck that, G19 on me, what I'm blowin', baby (I'm blowin', baby)
You cannot hang now, where you goin' lately? (Where you goin' lately)
I'm with my dawgs trappin' hard, gettin' to the bread (gettin' to the bread)
All of that money talk really gettin' to your head

I'm goin' way up
I'm cookin' hits up all night
Girl, just lay up (just lay up)
Throw on some headphones right now
Baby girl, blaze up (blaze up)
I ain't finna shoot this bitch up
I just face up (I just face up)

Girl, I'm like too drunk right now
Can we just make love? (Can we just make love?)
Fuck that, I'm tryna fuck yo' friends (friends)
I see you with bad bitches who in my DM (who in my DM)
I ain't gonna plan no date with them, we met in my bed
You act like I need you, girl, but you don't understand

Fuck that, G19 on me, what I'm blowin', baby (I'm blowin', baby)
You cannot hang now, where you goin' lately? (Where you goin' lately)
I'm with my dawgs trappin' hard, gettin' to the bread (gettin' to the bread)
All of that money talk really gettin' to your head

Fuck that, G19 on me, what I'm blowin', baby (I'm blowin', baby)
You cannot hang now, where you goin' lately? (Where you goin' lately)
I'm with my dawgs trappin' hard, gettin' to the bread (gettin' to the bread)
All of that money talk really gettin' to your head



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Writer(s): Sui Generis
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