f*ck It lyrics

[Intro]
Uh-huh
Yeah, it's Dolph
You know what I mean, n*gga?
I don't give a f*ck about none of this sh*t, n*gga (Yeah, yeah, yeah)

[Chorus]
I just pulled up at the car lot, spent a half a mil' like f*ck it
Thought he was a real one, but he wasn't, so it's f*ck him
I just poured a six in a one-liter, I'm like f*ck it (f*ck it)
If I let your b*tch come give me head, then that b*tch lucky, uh (What you doin'?)
I'm drinkin' dirty (Yup), I'm ridin' dirty (Yup)
She got on no panties, but I'm in a hurry
Promethazine with codeine when I get thirsty
I told all my n*ggas I got 'em, don't worry (Hey)
I f*cked up two hundred thousand on jewelry (Hey, hey, hey)
f*ck it (f*ck it), f*ck it (f*ck it), f*ck it (f*ck it), f*ck it (f*ck that sh*t, man)

[Verse 1]
Never was I 'posed to make it this far, but I made it
Couple million later, my closest n*ggas started hatin' (f*ck 'em)
Mama f*cked around and made a rich crack baby
So 'til the day I die, yeah, she gon' be my first lady (Ayy)
They tried to lock me out, I kicked the door down and I took it (Give me that)
Ain't never sold cocaine, but I'm so street that I can cook it (It's Dolph)
Before I learned my ABCs, I learned how to hustle
Girl, you just another lost b*tch out here f*ckin' with these busters (Damn)
Spiked my root beer with the lean and she just took a Xanax (What?)
Blame it on a pill why she coming out her panties (Woo)
Tell all my n*ggas I love 'em while they here, don't take 'em for granted (Nah)
The realest n*gga in this sh*t right here, please don't panic
[Chorus]
I just pulled up at the car lot, spent a half a mil' like f*ck it
Thought he was a real one, but he wasn't, so it's f*ck him
I just poured a six in a one-liter, I'm like f*ck it (f*ck it)
If I let your b*tch come give me head, then that b*tch lucky, uh (What you doin'?)
I'm drinkin' dirty (Yup), I'm ridin' dirty (Yup)
She got on no panties, but I'm in a hurry
Promethazine with codeine when I get thirsty
I told all my n*ggas I got 'em, don't worry (Hey)
I f*cked up two hundred thousand on jewelry (Hey, hey, hey)
f*ck it (f*ck it), f*ck it (f*ck it), f*ck it (f*ck it), f*ck it (f*ck that sh*t, man)

[Verse 2]
I didn't come in this game to try to be friends with these rappers (Sorry)
To keep that sh*t one hundred, my n*gga, all my homeboys trappers (One hundred)
I made enough cake in the trap to send my kids to Stanford (Yeah)
Baby, Dolph already a hustler and he still in Pampers (What?)
Record labels wanna sign me, I said, "Let's do it, f*ck it" (f*ck it)
If you ain't talkin' M's, your conversation, you can cut it (Cut it)
My watch and my ring is flooded, yeah, all of these b*tches, they love me, yeah
Seven-thousand-dollar coat on, high class street n*gga thuggin', yeah
Pour up 'til I can't drink no more (Raw), count paper 'til I can't no more (Go get the money)
I used to have a lil' love in my heart for them n*ggas, but it ain't no more
I showed them lil' n*ggas how to dress and what to smoke, yeah, that's for sure (Haha)
Trendsetter slash CEO, all my old hoes like, "Where he go?"
[Chorus]
I just pulled up at the car lot, spent a half a mil' like f*ck it (Hah)
Thought he was a real one, but he wasn't, so it's f*ck him
I just poured a six in a one-liter, I'm like f*ck it (f*ck it)
If I let your b*tch come give me head, then that b*tch lucky, uh (What you doin'?)
I'm drinkin' dirty (Yup), I'm ridin' dirty (Yup)
She got on no panties, but I'm in a hurry
Promethazine with codeine when I get thirsty
I told all my n*ggas I got 'em, don't worry (Hey)
I f*cked up two hundred thousand on jewelry (Hey, hey, hey)
f*ck it (f*ck it), f*ck it (f*ck it), f*ck it (f*ck it), f*ck it (f*ck that sh*t, man)