Fuck That Lyrics

F*ck that

These bitches talk shit but I'm off that

I'm really that gutta Yeen slangin no kutta

Talk money where the check

Talking boss facts

I'm leaned back slidin

You know that I'm riding

Shoulder lean how I make these bitches fall back

They act top boss

They really some cowardly dogs

No courage and I bet they won't floss that

Two step. I'll make them gunn as come to yo do step

You won't see me with em I send the word they go get 'em

Cuz yo know my niggas really bout that

When I slide through yo city I don't need no blicky

Broadie got it on him Wassup Nigga get jiggy

Oh that's hot shit Ian even showin off

I'm really that bih

My words going global

I'm counting up ovals

Bing bong

I bet you just caught that

Aye keep up keep up

Neva get to comfy but my feet up

Rest up my bro duke

Khalil this fa you

Imma pour one

Eyes redder than the horizon

Bring me that

And I want the moon

Nigga gimme that

I just uh uh skirrr no I

Fa fa yerrrrr

Ella Fitzgerald

On the beat

Take it way back

Laid back

Now I'm vibin' in the maybach

They wasn't ready hold on

Two step. I'll make them gunn-as come to yo do step

You won't see me with em I send the word they go get 'em

Cuz yo know my niggas really bout that

When I slide through yo city I don't need no blicky

Broadie got it on him Wassup Ngga get jiggy