Fxck It Lyrics

I’m bout to fuck up some shit

I’m bout to chop up his muhfucking

Then make love to his bxtch

An LIL Nigga please stop playing

I’ll beat yo ass up in front of your kids

Then hop in the chevy

It’s red like cherry

Pull up an I’m poppin your bitch

Fuck them

They acting like I won’t touch them

My little Niggas with rush them

This AR 15 is a custom

An this lil bitch is from Russia

Putting OG in a Russian

Cream we running it up

Me, I don’t give a fuck

I got your boo

In a crop top giving slop top

In a drop top

You get pop popped

Like a pop tart

Leave you dead in a hotel

Pussy boy ain’t moving weight

You ain’t even got no clientele

Hold up nigga here’s a L

Yo whole life a fairy tale

You ain’t never touched a bell

I’m the shit can you smell?

Henny got me like snail

Thick ass bxtch her ass is real

I got niggas on the corner

In the trenches and in jail

Fucking yo bitch in your house

Then I Roll up on your mail

I got her number off the gram

She gave it up for a gram

Fuck 12 I’m going ham

Beat you stupid ass on cam

My pocket rocket it go blam

My choppa sonic off a tan

I will shoot you and your mans

Fuck what you talking bout

Shoot a nigga change clothes

Then hop in a range rov

Tag team your hoe

Film and call us bang bros

Bruh bruh ?

Why you all in your feelings is this your main hoe?

Fuck it better change hoes

Fuck it get a bank roll

You ain’t gotta slang dope

Extendo make that thang poke

Whip that boy like Django

Choppa make his stupid crusty ass tango