F**k It

Man, fuck your DJ

Man, lil brother, you can't be saying fuck a **** DJ and all that shit

Fuck 'em, what can they do for me?

You right, my ****, fuck your DJ

Lil brother, you gotta, lil brother, you gotta turn my shit up

So them hoes can be on my dick

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 control, phone jumping

Just seen a fight, my lil hoes went to 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 one hunnid

Heroin 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 **** 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 'caine

Mentioning my name, customers will come

Ooh, get 'em Gates, hold up get in there

Bitch, get it straight, I got fifty pounds

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

Rendall, bitch, you know what up

Rock 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"

Hold your head, I'm fuckin' with 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

We ain't have a shower just a tub

Big Jimmy house on 11th

12 Big London, I'm a stepper

Stanley called me Kevin Marcellus, get 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 control, phone jumping

Just seen a fight, my lil hoes went to scuffling

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 one hunnid

Big Black went to jail

Streets, I was in 'em knee deep

Real Magnolia diehards

Pulling up to get weed

Me and Gunna locked up together

Way back, think we did the nineties

U-N-L-V-G, Uptown **** Livin' Grimy

Calliope Bub, 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 Raunchy Montana

Out in Watts, coolin' out in Cali

Compton menace hit me, know what's happening

I just sent it, you ain't get the package?

Miami, hold up, man, I'm just rappin'

Trapping, run it up, I'm just campin'

I ain't seen Cree-Cree but 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 went retarded

I got money problems, get the picture?

Hundred pints of Act', I'm quick to spend it

Islah thuggin', that's my daughter laughin'

Ain't too many times ain't caught her happy

Conversation crosses, look what happen

Pussy street ****, you a rapper

Run up on me, come and see what happen

I'ma 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's a little boy, you heard me?

Hey, look it's Kevin Gates, you heard me?

'Preciate you for joining me on this adventure that we 'bout to go on

This is Murder for Hire 2, uh

Mane, mane, let's get into some shit