F**k It

Man, fuck your DJ Man, lil brother, you can't be saying fuck a nigga DJ... And all that shit Fuck em, what can they do for me You right, My nigga fuck your DJ Lil Bro, you gotta turn my shit on... So the hoes can be on my dick Fuck it, Fuck it, Fuck it, Fuck it I ain't scared to go to jail I'm thuggin, I'm thuggin, I'm thuggin Fuck him My block roll, outta of control, phone jumping Just seen a fight, my lil hoes with the scuffling Fuck it, Fuck it, Fuck it, Fuck it I ain't scared to go to jail I'm thuggin, I'm thuggin, I'm thuggin Fuck him In the drought we gon' eat yellin "FLOOD IT" Took my lick when I went in I'm 100 [?] [?] swag cut up bad my new Mac, Kodak Black Gold buttons, hold up yeah, Pour up Wait that was Mazi line first A lot of niggas been dabbing lately that was Mazi lil work! No leash, pitbull in the streets On the dead end, watch how I make it jump Status in the game, I ain't stretching cane Mentioning my name, Customers will come Ooh get 'em Gates, hold up get in there Bitch get it straight, I got 50 [?] I am not popping bottles on they ass Full auto, hit the throttle on they ass Wasn't trying when my pockets doing bad Now I'm bout to go and really make 'em mad Fuck how they feel, I don't take it back Catch a fade in my younger days Zip shit quick, put you up [?] bitch you know what up [?] one, yeah keep it up Nuk stuck with me through the clutch I ain't never seen him switch it up Villy tell lil J I say what up O you heard 'em fucking, what you tough I love your mama, know we had it rough Gangster Reezy I was looking up Trell saw me get it out the mud He didn't have a shower just a tub Big Jimmy house on eleventh 12 Big London I'm a stepper Stanley called me Kevin Marsellus Get it Fuck it, Fuck it, Fuck it, Fuck it I ain't scared to go to jail I'm thuggin, I'm thuggin, I'm thuggin Fuck him My block roll, lot of control, phone jumping Just seen a fight, my lil hoes with the scuffling Fuck it, Fuck it, Fuck it, Fuck it I ain't scared to go to jail I'm thuggin, I'm thuggin, I'm thuggin Fuck him In the drought we gon eat yelling "FLOOD IT" Took my lick when I went in I'm 100 Boobie black went to jail Streets, I was in 'em knee deep Real Magnolia die-hard's Pulling up to get weed Me and Gunna locked up together Way back think we did in 90s You and LVG uptown niggas living grimy [?] yo [?] bitch I miss you You still in the trenches, I been grinding Menace on my mind, I kept it silent Fuss, fight, argue but I'm diving Lately feeling like I've been surviving (I did) Jumping out with [?] montana Out in Watts, cooling out in Cali Compton menace hit me you know what's happening I just sent it, You ain't get the package? Miami, hold up man, I'm just rapping Trapping, run it up, I'm just camping I ain't seen [?] her once Understand it, she gon understand it In Tarzan, I'm tryna build a mansion In Topanga, I see Kylie Jenner Sometimes I see Tyga with her Neiman Marcus, I just work retarded I got money problems Get the picture? 100 pints of Ac' and I'm quick to spend it Islah thuggin that's my daughter laughing Ain't too many times ain't caught her happy Conversation [?] look what happen Pussy street nigga you a rapper Run up on me, come and see what happen I'mma die, I ain't from this planet My lil son bad, I'm his daddy Your baby mama used to be a daddy Grown man, you still got a daddy You still got a daddy, man be for real Like you is a little boy Hey look it's Kevin Gates, you heard me? 'Preciate you for joining me. On this adventure that we about to go on This is Murder for Hire 2 Man let's get into some shit