Fucc sh*t lyrics

[Intro: Wiz Khalifa]
Sledgren, you stupid for this one
Berner brought that pack, hahahahaha
Uh

[Verse 1: Wiz Khalifa]
I always had hard beats to rap to (Beats to rap to)
Always had strong, always had that sack, too (Had that sack, too)
I was just a young n*gga gettin' tattoos (Gettin' tattoos)
Now they say I'm on, yeah they say I'm that dude (Say I'm that dude)
Grade A, I'm smoking honor roll (Honor roll)
All my clothes smell like chronic smoke (Chronic Smoke)
Shades on 'cuz I'm f*ckin' faded (f*ckin' faded)
Buyin' all the bottles, show the club we made it (Club we made it)

[Chorus: Wiz Khalifa]
Now you may think that you're so good that you smilin' at that f*ck sh*t, but I know
Now you may think that you're so good that you smilin' at that f*ck sh*t, but I know
Now you may think that you're so good that you smilin' at that f*ck sh*t, but I know
Now you may think that you're so good that you smilin' at that f*ck sh*t, but I know (Uh)

[Verse 2: Wiz Khalifa]
I can see through all the bullsh*t (Bullsh*t)
I'ma light a joint and make you do a full spin (Full spin)
I'ma fly first class with all my n*ggas I'm cool with (Cool with)
I'ma hit the club with 50 grand and lose it (Lose it), uh
Faded off gin (Faded off gin)
Last call for alcohol (Alcohol)
I brought it all out, I'm gon' spend (I'm gon' spend)
My homies got all of 'em in ('Em in)
And n*ggas be mad at us 'cause they ain't ballin'
They money ain't tall as us (Money ain't tall as us)
But I never worry ‘bout n*ggas who talk that sh*t
But they can't follow us (Can't follow us)
[Chorus: Wiz Khalifa & Menace]
Now you may think that you're so good that you smilin' at that f*ck sh*t, but I know (Hahaha, that's tight)
Now you may think that you're so good that you smilin' at that f*ck sh*t, but I know
Now you may think that you're so good that you smilin' at that f*ck sh*t, but I know (Yeah)
Now you may think that you're so good that you smilin' at that f*ck sh*t, but I know (Wiz, what up with it?)

[Verse 3: Menace]
Now look how I rep that sh*t I was raised on (Yeah)
And them dollar signs what it's based on
And I roll around and I do me (Do me)
Spent a long time in that hooptie (Hooptie)
But I get it in, smoke a lot of trees, drink a lot of gin, n*gga like me
Got a couple friends and a couple bottles and a couple bands, but I'm all in
Came in the game balling (Ballin')
My old school, what is y'all in? (Y'all in)
And I'm cashin' out and y'all stallin' (Stallin')
End of the night, yo' b*tch I'm callin' (b*tch I'm callin')
But f*ck it, n*gga, wanna roll with me?
Let her fire it up, let her smoke with me (Yeah)
She don't f*ck with lames but she love a G
And she love the way I slang the D (D)
But I'm in the club and don't f*ck with haters
Don't need them n*ggas tryna bother me (Nah)
But I'm poppin' bottles for the time to be (Yeah)
Standin' on the couch, call it luxury
Little model chicks wanna f*ck with me
Wanna smoke with me, wanna drink with me (Yeah)
Wanna come with me, but I'm in and out
Like I'm 'posed to be, still smokin' trees
[Chorus: Wiz Khalifa]
Now you may think that you're so good that you smilin' at that f*ck sh*t, but I know
Now you may think that you're so good that you smilin' at that f*ck sh*t, but I know
Now you may think that you're so good that you smilin' at that f*ck sh*t, but I know
Now you may think that you're so good that you smilin' at that f*ck sh*t, but I know