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YG - Fuck It lyrics

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Gotta go to court tomorrow

Fuck it

Blow a stack at the mall

Fuck it

I was supposed to play basketball

Fuck it

My bitch was cheating after all

Fuck it

Fuck it, fuck it

Gotta go to court tomorrow

DA on my dick

Y’all niggas like flies, y’all be on my shit

Y’all niggas ain’t flies, y’all niggas hoes

Y’all niggas ain’t pose, y’all niggas hoes

Let me shag for your lawyer ‘cause I catch a case

What a crocodile hunter ask for niggas …

And y’all niggas shot and packed the homies

Y’all niggas swiss cheese I eat macaroni

Yeah, I gotta go to court tomorrow

But I probably won’t show up

Yo bitch say she at home

If I pull up she gonna hoe up

All pistachio cracking bitch

Then pull up some act of this

I fucked the camera I got the blame on me

Two bocks shorty, got the hammer on me

Gotta go to court tomorrow

Fuck it

Blow a stack at the mall

Fuck it

I was supposed to play basketball

Fuck it

My bitch was cheating after all

Fuck it

Fuck it, fuck it

Fuck court, fuck the judge, fuck the DEA

Pushing bitch and ball like EEA

Rim rich, yeah my pockets don’t swallow nigga

Young and rich, I’m addicted to these gold diggers

So much money think we’d signed with Illuminati

Inked up, tat all on a nigga body

Kicked up, ‘beam me up, Scotty’

That’s your bitch, nigga, she let us run the trial

Yeah, she wasn’t even off the molly

Pushing the label, bitch you head about us

Hit the mall, blow a stack, then it’s back to rap

Porches, Benz, nigga back to back

Rap don’t work, then it’s back to crack

My nigga mastered on the beat, I’m his young attack

Yeah, it’s a lot of money over here

Them niggas looking broke over there

Gotta go to court tomorrow

Fuck it

Blow a stack at the mall

Fuck it

I was supposed to play basketball

Fuck it

My bitch was cheating after all

Fuck it

Fuck it, fuck it

I get … from cop eyes

I go at stop signs

I got your bitch on a hot line

I drop hits when niggas drop dimes

Just caught another case

I’m nigga, my bitch is another race

I put you in another place

Yo niggas better say your Grace

I’m tryina be the child like a 808

Like poom, poom, poom

My house got rooms, rooms, rooms

If you smoke weed, we could do shrooms

They niggas dropping out so soon

Just got another court date

Like my taxes, I was late

Gotta go to court tomorrow

Fuck it

Blow a stack at the mall

Fuck it

I was supposed to play basketball

Fuck it

My bitch was cheating after all

Fuck it

Fuck it, fuck it

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