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Fuck that (Uh)
We ain't givin' up this land, fuck that (Fuck that)
We ain\t missin\ out on bags, fuck that (Fuck that)
Won't put my life in niggas' hands, fuck that (Fuck that)
Fuck that (Fuck that)
Fuck that (Damn)
We ain't givin' up this land, fuck that (Uh, bitch)
We ain\t missin\ out on bags, fuck that (Bitch)
Won't put my life in niggas' hands, fuck that (Fuck that)
Fuck that (Fuck that)
Man, fuck that (Damn)
Give me my flowers while ya'll can, fuck that (Damn)
Don't wait 'til they put me in the sand, fuck that (Bitch)
Hit me now and tell me I'm the man, fuck that (Damn)
Fuck that
Man, fuck that (Bitch)
You see the sun on me way after sunset (Bitch)
I got stupid heights to reach, I'm makin' contact
Seem like every time I dare run out of luck, I run back
Fun fact (Invest in me and you get plenty bucks back)
Every time this life had punched me in the chin, I swung back
Had me with my back against the wall I hung plaques
Now I'm countin' racks
Chillin' somewhere, where the huns at
One white bitch, one Indian and one black (Bitch)
Got it out the mud, I don't relate to dumb brats (Bitch)
The way we put in work for all this shit is unmatched (Bitch)
See they could do the same if they got off my nut sack
Me givin' it up? I bet they want that
But fuck that (Uh)
We ain't givin' up this land, fuck that (Fuck that)
Had me with my back against the wall I hung plaques
Now I'm countin' racks
Chillin' somewhere, where the huns at
One white bitch, one Indian and one black (Bitch)
Got it out the mud, I don't relate to dumb brats (Bitch)
The way we put in work for all this shit is unmatched (Bitch)
See they could do the same if they got off my nut sack
Me givin' it up? I bet they want that
But fuck that (Uh)
We ain't givin' up this land, fuck that (Fuck that)
We ain\t missin\ out on bags, fuck that (Fuck that)
Won't put my life in niggas' hands, fuck that (Fuck that)
Fuck that (Fuck that)
Fuck that (Damn)
We ain't givin' up this land, fuck that (Uh, bitch)
We ain\t missin\ out on bags, fuck that (Bitch)
Won't put my life in niggas' hands, fuck that (Fuck that)
Fuck that (Fuck that)
Man, fuck that (Damn)
Give me my flowers while ya'll can, fuck that (Damn)
Don't wait 'til they put me in the sand, fuck that (Bitch)
Won't put my life in niggas' hands, fuck that (Fuck that)
Fuck that (Fuck that)
Fuck that (Damn)
We ain't givin' up this land, fuck that (Uh, bitch)
We ain\t missin\ out on bags, fuck that (Bitch)
Won't put my life in niggas' hands, fuck that (Fuck that)
Fuck that (Fuck that)
Man, fuck that (Damn)
Give me my flowers while ya'll can, fuck that (Damn)
Don't wait 'til they put me in the sand, fuck that (Bitch)
Hit me now and tell me I'm the man, fuck that (Damn)
Fuck that
Man, fuck that (Bitch)
You see the sun on me way after sunset (Bitch)
I got stupid heights to reach, I'm makin' contact
Seem like every time I dare run out of luck, I run back
Fun fact (Invest in me and you get plenty bucks back)
Fuck that
Man, fuck that (Bitch)
You see the sun on me way after sunset (Bitch)
I got stupid heights to reach, I'm makin' contact
Seem like every time I dare run out of luck, I run back
Fun fact (Invest in me and you get plenty bucks back)
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