Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Fuck It, artist - YG. Album song Just Re'd Up 2, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хопDate of issue: 01.01.2013
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: 4Hunnid
Song language: English
Fuck It |
| Gotta go to court tomorrow Fuck it |
| Blew a stack at the mall, Fuck it |
| I was supposed to play basketball, Fuck it |
| My bitch was cheatin after all, Fuck it |
| Fuck it, fuck it |
| Gotta go to court tomorrow |
| D.E.A. |
| on my dick |
| Ya’ll niggas like flys ya’ll be on my shit |
| Ya’ll niggas ain’t fly ya’ll niggas hoes |
| Ya’ll niggas ain’t bros ya’ll nigga hoes |
| Money stacked for your lawyer cause I catch a case |
| Where the crocadile hunter at? |
| These niggas snakes |
| Ugh, ya’ll nigga tried to pack the homies |
| Ya’ll niggas swiss cheese like macaroni |
| Yeah, I gotta go to court tomorrow |
| But I prolly won’t show up |
| Your bitch say she at home |
| If I pull up she gon ho up |
| I pastacio crack your bitch |
| Then pour up some actavis |
| Fuck the camera I got the glam on me |
| Two box shorty got the hammer on me |
| Fuck court, fuck the judge, fuck the D.E.A |
| Pushaz Ink bitch we ball like E. A |
| Reem Rich yea my pockets on swole nigga |
| Young and rich I’m addicted to these gold diggers |
| So much money think we signed with illuminati |
| Inked up, tats all on a nigga body |
| Geeked up nigga, beam me up Scottie |
| That’s your bitch nigga |
| She let us run a trolley |
| Yeah, she wasn’t even off the molly |
| Pushaz Ink the label, bitch you heard about us |
| Hit the mall, blow a stack, then it’s back to rap |
| Porsches, Benzo’s, nigga back to back |
| Rap don’t work, then it’s back to crack |
| My nigga Mustard on the beat I’m his young attack |
| Yeah, it’s a lot of money over here |
| Them niggas lookin broke over there |
| I get a number 6 from Popeye’s |
| I go at stop signs |
| I got your bitch on a hot line |
| I drop hits you niggas drop dimes |
| Yeah, just caught another case |
| Im nigga, my bitch is another race |
| Ugh, I put you in another place |
| You know what? |
| You niggas better say your grace |
| Yeah, you niggas better say your grace |
| I’m trying to beat trial like an 808 |
| Like, like boom boom boom |
| My house got room room rooms |
| Yeah, we can smoke weed or we can do shrooms? |
| You nigga droppin albums too soon |
| Just got another court date |
| Like my taxes I was late |