Fuk Dat lyrics

[Intro: Skooly]
Yeah
f*ck this
f*ck this
Bankroll in my britches, yeah

Verse 1: Skooly
All of my n*ggas like f*ck that sh*t
All of my b*tches like f*ck that sh*t
Bands in my britches like f*ck that sh*t
These n*ggas ain't with me like f*ck that sh*t
Ride with the strap I'm like f*ck that sh*t
Hop out with the strap I'm like f*ck that sh*t
Walk in the store I'm like f*ck that sh*t
I'm all on my own so f*ck that sh*t
Young n*gga getting older so f*ck that sh*t
Young n*gga getting dough so f*ck that sh*t
At the spot with the sh*ts yo b*tch on my di*k, one more little inch ima f*ck that b*tch
I do not believe in luck and sh*t
Guess I never had that luck and sh*t
Dirty dancin' on that muddy sh*t
Pour a row inside my cup and sh*t
I put yo b*tch on my bucket list
You can just call that my f*ck it list
f*ck this sh*t
Have a round
Doing drugs she'll be diving down
See I'd rather smile
Never talk
I always wanted to [?] the cops
Cops pull up we abort the spot
Get caught don't talk
Well of course not
[Chorus: Skooly]
But of course you got pus*y n*ggas that be hating on you
Bad b*tches wanna taste on you
I'm getting money stop playing, got a whole lotta motherf*ckin' cash that be waiting on me
Go hard can't fold
Bankroll can't fold
Living life fast, but I drank slow
You know I pulled them 4s out
My OG got gold mouth
Know I turnt my clothes up
Just know I brought them hoes out
Like f*ck that sh*t, you ain't f*cking with the clique
Ya'll n*ggas ain't talking bout sh*t
Now I think that I think I'm the sh*t
I still can't trust no b*tch
SKATE

[Verse 2: Huncho Kae]
I'm from the bottom, the bottom, the bottom, the bottom that's why I get high
Hustle sun up to sun down everyday, yeah that's how I get by
For all of the days I couldn't that why I get fly
Now I feel like the man I got bands in my pants feel like pads on my thigh
A couple of my homies jammed up they was living life relentless
On some f*ck that sh*t
But I know jail ain't for no player so I was like f*ck that sh*t
sh*t on a n*gga like a toilet we ain't, we ain't on toilet naw naw n*gga we don't take sh*t
And I ain't really rude but my attitude be on some f*ck that sh*t
Naw for real
Ion talk to cops
I'm really for real unless it's a traffic stop
I ball like a center, I stays on the block
All I need in the world is a spot and a clock
For them n*ggas on f*ck sh*t, we with that same sh*t, f*ck that sh*t
I keep me a gloc
[Chorus: Skooly]
But of course you got pus*y n*ggas that be hating on you
Bad b*tches wanna taste on you
I'm getting money stop playing gotta whole lotta motherf*cking cash that be waiting on me
Go hard can't fold, bankroll can't fold
Living life fast, but I drank slow
Know I pulled them 4s out
My OG got gold mouth
Know I turnt my clothes up
Just Know I brought them hoes out
Like f*ck that sh*t you ain't f*cking with the clique
Ya'll n*ggas ain't talmbout sh*t
Now I think that I think I'm the sh*t
I still can't trust no b*tch
SKATE