f*ck Dat lyrics

[Intro]
f*ck that sh*t (DJ Paul)
f*ck that sh*t, f*ck that sh*t
f*ck that sh*t
f*ck that sh*t, f*ck that sh*t
I'm tryna dodge haters, they keep popping up
I got 'em coming back, I guess it's not enough
Get it in a bag or get it bottled up
Tear the club up like Three 6 Mafia

[Chorus: Dave East]
I feel like
(f*ck that sh*t, f*ck that sh*t, f*ck that
f*ck that sh*t, f*ck that sh*t, f*ck that)
I feel like
(f*ck that sh*t, f*ck that sh*t, f*ck that
f*ck that sh*t, f*ck that sh*t, f*ck that)
I told 'em (f*ck that)

[Verse 1: Dave East]
I made a couple hundred with my man
Really starving, in my stomach, I had cramps
Had me feeling like (f*ck that)
Me and Pooch Loc was gettin' food stamps
Since then, I been the nicest out the camp
n*ggas still was sayin' (f*ck that)
Same old sh*t, like you ain't f*ckin' on the stars
And you ain't drinking, you gets nothing at the bar
Lil' mama, I feel like (f*ck that)
Smokin' Cookie, sh*t done took me outer space
She ready, she put that pus*y in your face
My n*gga, you better (f*ck that)
We pull up on 'em n*ggas when it's lit
No time to be wasting, if it's not a hit
Honestly, I feel like (f*ck that)
Bunch of young wild n*ggas, it's hard to tell 'em sh*t
Nobody gave us nothing, had to sell this sh*t
[Chorus: Dave East]
I feel like
(f*ck that sh*t, f*ck that sh*t, f*ck that
f*ck that sh*t, f*ck that sh*t, f*ck that)
I feel like
(f*ck that sh*t, f*ck that sh*t, f*ck that
f*ck that sh*t, f*ck that sh*t, f*ck that)
I feel like
(f*ck that sh*t, f*ck that sh*t, f*ck that
f*ck that sh*t, f*ck that sh*t, f*ck that)
I feel like
(f*ck that sh*t, f*ck that sh*t, f*ck that
f*ck that sh*t, f*ck that sh*t, f*ck that)
I feel like (f*ck that)

[Verse 2: Dave East]
She never had no n*gga with no money
Ask me why they keep on looking at me funny
I don't know, I told her (f*ck that)
She noddin' in my lap just like a junkie
Lately, I been getting booked all out the country
If you don't love me, homie (f*ck that)
Couldn't get it in the spot, we had to stomp 'em
Ass fat, but her face look like a monster, my n*gga
I couldn't (f*ck that)
I'm out the country somewhere twisted with your wife
Imagine they offer twenty-five to life
I'd tell my lawyer (f*ck that)
Rest in peace to Nipsey, rest in peace to Kobe
Show a couple n*ggas love, but dawg, if you don't know me (f*ck that)
I had roaches in my pantry, mama drove a Camry
f*ck a Grammy, if it ain't about the family, you know
[Chorus: Dave East]
(f*ck that sh*t, f*ck that sh*t, f*ck that
f*ck that sh*t, f*ck that sh*t, f*ck that)
I feel like
(f*ck that sh*t, f*ck that sh*t, f*ck that
f*ck that sh*t, f*ck that sh*t, f*ck that)
I feel like
(f*ck that sh*t, f*ck that sh*t, f*ck that
f*ck that sh*t, f*ck that sh*t, f*ck that)
I feel like
(f*ck that sh*t, f*ck that sh*t, f*ck that
f*ck that sh*t, f*ck that sh*t, f*ck that)
I feel like (f*ck that)

[Verse 3: Young Dolph]
It's Dolph
Closed mouths don't get fed
Nothing comes to a sleeper but a dream, so I'm like (f*ck that)
Yeah, yeah
Hop up out the bed soon as I open up my eyes
Got money to go get, yah' mean? So I'm like (f*ck that)
For real, though
It's the middle of the day
Crack a seal, pour a eight
See an opp, he gettin' ate, ayy (f*ck that)
n*gga don't even take care his own kids
How the f*ck I'm 'posed to trust you, n*gga?
That's why I'm like (f*ck that, what?)
When I was little, told my mama I'ma move her out the gutter
Had to learn how to hustle, was like (f*ck that), huh
I can show you how to do some sh*t in your hood to make your money double, but, uh
(Uh), yeah (Uh), yeah (Uh), yeah (Uh), yeah (Uh), yeah (Uh), yeah (Uh)
[Chorus: Dave East]
I feel like
(f*ck that sh*t, f*ck that sh*t, f*ck that
f*ck that sh*t, f*ck that sh*t, f*ck that)
I feel like
(f*ck that sh*t, f*ck that sh*t, f*ck that
f*ck that sh*t, f*ck that sh*t, f*ck that)
I feel like
(f*ck that sh*t, f*ck that sh*t, f*ck that
f*ck that sh*t, f*ck that sh*t, f*ck that)
I feel like

[Outro]
f*ck that sh*t (DJ Paul)
f*ck that sh*t, f*ck that sh*t
f*ck that sh*t
f*ck that sh*t, f*ck that sh*t