Fukit
Yeat
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Lyric
Fuck it (yeah), uh
I said (yeah), fuck it (yeah), uh
I said (yeah), yeah, fuck it (yeah), uh
I said (yeah), yeah, fuck it (yeah)
I just pulled up on this bitch, uh, all my diamonds dance
I'm in fashion week, lil' bitch (oh-whoa), out in France
Already said my money twerkin', watch my money dance
Why I keep takin' X? (Why)
Ecstasy, I know it's not the best for me (yeah)
Her sex for me, I know it's not the best for me (yeah)
I just went and put the fuckin' top down
You could say that I was down but we up now
Just pulled up on they ass (yeah), I just brought the gas (ooh)
Heard that Jeep was Jeeper Creepers, heard it's 200 on the dash
Bitch pulled up, I gave her the skeeters, call my Uber then I dash (yeah)
And I like this not at all, and I know that for a fact
Yeah, rockin' CDG, but it's Homme Plus (yeah)
Mix the Issey Miyake jeans with the Chrome Hearts, yeah
I ain't sad, just got a cold heart
Fuck it, that's that me against the world part
Fuck it (yeah), uh
I said (yeah), fuck it (yeah), uh
I said (yeah), yeah, fuck it (yeah), uh
I said (yeah), yeah, fuck it (yeah)
They said, "How you got so rich?"
"How'd you get your pockets mad fatter than my bitch?" (Yeah)
Yeah, I got off my ass, got a bag, don't talk a lot
I just went and bought the new coupe, I don't brag, I boast a lot
Why you pickin' sides with the bitches, then sides with a snitch?
I can't stand the cap, you ain't did the shit you said you did
I had your bitch pull up and get silly, bent over
That pussy so good, got me beatin' over and over
Yeah, yeah-yeah, I got some racks on a yacht
Yeah, yeah, yeah-yeah, got some racks, got some thots
Got the Richard Mille baguette, and it's wetter than a twat
I ain't try that one time, I ain't give it all I got, ayy
Fuck it (yeah), uh
I said (yeah), fuck it (yeah), uh
I said (yeah), yeah, fuck it (yeah), uh
I said (yeah), yeah, fuck it (yeah)
I just pulled up on this bitch, uh, all my diamonds dance
I'm in fashion week, lil' bitch (oh-whoa), out in France
Already said my money twerkin', watch my money dance
Why I keep takin' X?