f*ck Dat sh*t lyrics

[Intro]
Sick of these lame-ass n*ggas
(BandPlay)

[Chorus]
Ayy, I just want the money, f*ck the fame and all that other sh*t
Yeah, I made a couple million, still ride with a couple sticks (Fah, fah)
Yeah, I keep Nina on my side, you know that she my gutter b*tch
I got a check and f*cked it up, I did it for the f*ck of it
Ayy, I just want the money, f*ck the fame and all that other sh*t
Yeah, I made a couple million, still ride with a couple sticks (Fah, fah, fah)
Yeah, I keep Nina on my side, you know that she my gutter b*tch
I got a check and f*cked it up, I did it for the f*ck of it (The f*ck?)

[Verse 1]
Can't take it with you, f*ck that sh*t (Yeah), my n*gga, f*ck that sh*t (Yeah)
I f*ck it up (Yeah), and gеt that sh*t right back (Phew, phew), oh yeah, I lovе this sh*t (Yeah)
Can't take it with you, f*ck this sh*t (Yeah), my n*gga, f*ck that sh*t (Yeah)
I f*ck it up (Phew), and get that sh*t right back (Phew, phew), oh yeah, I love this sh*t (Love)
I hate what I love 'cause sometimes I love that sh*t too much
Prime example, you can take a look at what's up in my cup
Real n*gga, give you anything, but still don't give a f*ck
Rich n*gga, I get what I want, these n*ggas don't want nothin'
How the hell you hangin' with the opps and tryna hang with us?
Cutthroat La Familia, all my n*ggas down to slice you up
Turn nickels to millions, keep that blicky on me no matter what
Ayy, get up out your feelings, n*gga, and go and get a bag or somethin' (The f*ck?)
[Interlude]
Ayy (n*gga)
Get up out your feelings, n*gga, go and get a bag or somethin' (Yeah)
What you sittin' on your ass for, n*gga? All this paper out here
Ayy

[Chorus]
I just want the money, f*ck the fame and all that other sh*t
Yeah, I made a couple million, still ride with a couple sticks
Yeah, I keep Nina on my side, you know that she my gutter b*tch
I got a check and f*cked it up, I did it for the f*ck of it

[Verse 2]
I'm sucker free, no sucker sh*t (Yeah), ain't on no sucker sh*t
I'm rockin' blue diamonds, smokin' Gelato like my brother, b*tch
They say if it don't make no money, then it don't make no sense
Well, I been makin' so much damn money, it don't make no sense
Yeah, ayy (Let's go)
I'm rockin' blue diamonds, smokin' Gelato like my brother, b*tch
I'm rockin' blue diamonds, smokin' Gelato like my brother, b*tch

[Chorus]
I just want the money, f*ck the fame and all that other sh*t
Yeah, I made a couple million, still ride with a couple sticks
Yeah, I keep Nina on my side, you know that she my gutter b*tch
I got a check and f*cked it up, I did it for the f*ck of it
[Outro]
Can't take it with you, f*ck that sh*t, my n*gga, f*ck that sh*t (f*ck that sh*t)
Ayy, can't take it with you, f*ck that sh*t (Yeah), my n*gga, f*ck that sh*t (f*ck that sh*t)
I'ma spend that sh*t, n*gga, 'til my heart pumps
On God
Yeah