"FCK IT" lyrics
Turn up the streets
Roll it up burn up the tree
Ice on me turn up the heat
This a hit bitch turn up the beat
Hot boy, burner on me
Whole lotta Money got green like leaf
I do this shit for the whole family
Take care of mahome's like cheifs
Lord I thank you for this feast
Dinner done came in the form of a beat
Amen let's eat, if real it ain't me
You can steal but it still ain't me
And I been in the game
I'm a og wit oz's
I go OD in OT
About my team
Nigga we don't win we don't leave
They gon' have to go thru me ok let's see
Whole lotta knock in these 8's
I been eatin' good got ya' thot on my plate
Found out a whole lotta y'all went snake
Ya fake, ya lucky I don't throw ya in a lake
Can't listen to you if you tellin' me to wait
Got too many bills gotta get dis cake
Came from the bottom how the hell can u hate
If it ain't beneficial how the hell can I stay
Fuck dat gotta keep the racks on the way
Girl come relax with ya bae
You a bad bitch then I'm happy to pay
We can spend half a day goin' half on a bae
Remember, we was goin' half on a 8th
December, we ain't have nothing in the safe
For dinner, it don't matter long as we ate
Dilemma, goin' thru it each every day
I'm the motherfuckin' big dawg
U can tell by fit and my neck and wrist dawg
U can have that shit dawg
I done tried to do a tik tok shit had me ticked off
And I spit that fentanyl
I'm da man in my city from the Getty I been gettin' off
And I ball like Chris Paul, like Rich Paul
From the jump like criss cross
Y'all lil niggas ain't talkin' bout nothin'
Why u think I never wanna have discussion
Cobi he on the percussion
A crazy production this shit is disgusting
Yo bitch get to bussin' with all do respect if she she like it I love it
Call Chris Tucker cause I gotta tuck it
Fuck how u feelin' I'm feelin' like fuck it
Turn up the streets
Roll it up burn up the tree
Ice on me turn up the heat
This a hit bitch turn up the beat
Hot boy, burner on me
Whole lotta Money got green like leaf
I do this shit for the whole family
Take care of mahome's like cheifs
Lord I thank you for this feast
Dinner done came in the form of a beat
Amen let's eat, if real it ain't me
You can steal but it still ain't me
And I been in the game
I'm a og wit oz's
I go OD in OT
About my team
Nigga we don't win we don't leave
They gon' have to go thru me ok let's see
Roll it up burn up the tree
Ice on me turn up the heat
This a hit bitch turn up the beat
Hot boy, burner on me
Whole lotta Money got green like leaf
I do this shit for the whole family
Take care of mahome's like cheifs
Lord I thank you for this feast
Dinner done came in the form of a beat
Amen let's eat, if real it ain't me
You can steal but it still ain't me
And I been in the game
I'm a og wit oz's
I go OD in OT
About my team
Nigga we don't win we don't leave
They gon' have to go thru me ok let's see
Whole lotta knock in these 8's
I been eatin' good got ya' thot on my plate
Found out a whole lotta y'all went snake
Ya fake, ya lucky I don't throw ya in a lake
Can't listen to you if you tellin' me to wait
Got too many bills gotta get dis cake
Came from the bottom how the hell can u hate
If it ain't beneficial how the hell can I stay
Fuck dat gotta keep the racks on the way
Girl come relax with ya bae
You a bad bitch then I'm happy to pay
We can spend half a day goin' half on a bae
Remember, we was goin' half on a 8th
December, we ain't have nothing in the safe
For dinner, it don't matter long as we ate
Dilemma, goin' thru it each every day
I'm the motherfuckin' big dawg
U can tell by fit and my neck and wrist dawg
U can have that shit dawg
I done tried to do a tik tok shit had me ticked off
And I spit that fentanyl
I'm da man in my city from the Getty I been gettin' off
And I ball like Chris Paul, like Rich Paul
From the jump like criss cross
Y'all lil niggas ain't talkin' bout nothin'
Why u think I never wanna have discussion
Cobi he on the percussion
A crazy production this shit is disgusting
Yo bitch get to bussin' with all do respect if she she like it I love it
Call Chris Tucker cause I gotta tuck it
Fuck how u feelin' I'm feelin' like fuck it
Turn up the streets
Roll it up burn up the tree
Ice on me turn up the heat
This a hit bitch turn up the beat
Hot boy, burner on me
Whole lotta Money got green like leaf
I do this shit for the whole family
Take care of mahome's like cheifs
Lord I thank you for this feast
Dinner done came in the form of a beat
Amen let's eat, if real it ain't me
You can steal but it still ain't me
And I been in the game
I'm a og wit oz's
I go OD in OT
About my team
Nigga we don't win we don't leave
They gon' have to go thru me ok let's see
