f*ck It! lyrics

by

Demarco


b*tches admire my neckless
n*ggas be talking reckless
Pumping your b*tch/
I am reckless
Eating her 'til breathless
Cashing a check/
I am next b*tch
Louis my case
You can't get this
In som nia
Stay restless
Gods/
Leave me a messenge
To get on the mic
b*tch
I shred it
Rockstar living
Dungeon my set
I'm meant to be great
While mowing the snakes
n*ggas stay fake
f*ck I need a Glock
My hands work great?

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f*ck it
f*ck it up

Lean in my solo cup
Nah it's Henny
Chill vibes always
I'm just going
Gas
Stays blowing
I stay toking
She stays going down
My old ends;
Hold it down
Hit a n*gga
One call
One lick
Going down. (6ix feet)
1500 miles away
Can't be found
Not on no gang sh*t
Mafioso
n*ggas don't know
Though
Good in My ends
You protected/
By bozos
Used to flip work
Now I'm over it
I just smoke the sh*t

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f*ck it up

Nonsense bars
Poke a n*gga/
Give him SARS
6ix's ideas/
Come from Mars
f*ck it
Get this cream
Call me Martin
Got big dreams
Take care of my family
I'm rambling
Still the realest sh*t/
This century
Can't manage me
Leave you/
Managing/
To comprehend
Skilled with the pad and pen
Can you understand?
Can go back and forth/
Like Nas said
A prophet
Talking nonsense
I'm rhyming
So no more/
Ramen
Caviar
Duck
Bullets/
You dodging
f*ck my pockets
I'm just rocking/
On this beat
Blasted off;
Team Rocket
Banged out/
Calm vibes
Know/
You're rocking
Wish I was off the Molly
Always talking
I often/
Think/
Bad tendencies
Sobriety/
The best me
A masterpiece
Like
When the fronto leaf's/
Rolled masterfully
Third eye opens
Hit the astral plane/
Can't get at me

f*ck I messed up...

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