f*ck sh*t lyrics

[Intro]
Yeah
f*ck em, f*ck em, f*ck em, woo
Stupid-ass little bitty b*tch
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I'm on that f*ck sh*t, ho
Dare your ass to run up, the f*ck

[Chorus]
Yeah, I'm on that f*ck sh*t (Yeah)
I'm on that, I'm on that f*ck sh*t, yeah (I'm on it)
I'm on that f*ck sh*t (Yeah)
I'm on that, I'm on that f*ck sh*t, yeah
And I'm still with all that f*ck sh*t, just in case you hoes forgot (Still)
I just copped a brand new Rollie, bust the face down in my watch, yeah (Bust down, bust down, bust down, bust down)
I'm on that f*ck sh*t (Yeah)
I'm on that, I'm on that f*ck sh*t, yeah (I'm on it)
I'm on that f*ck sh*t (Yeah)
I'm on that, I'm on that f*ck sh*t, yeah
And I'm still with all that f*ck sh*t, just in case you hoes forgot
I just copped a brand new Rollie, bust the face down in my watch, yeah (Bust down, bust down, bust down, bust down)

[Verse 1]
I'm with that f*ck sh*t
Money come first and I'm taking it personal
Ran up a bag, that's the mood that I'm working
Pretty little face, and my titties is perfect, ooh
Get on that beat and I surf it, ooh
Get on that D and I twerk it, ooh
n*gga yo' pieces ain't working, ooh
Blue faces all in that Birkin, ooh
Tell that lil' b*tch don't get beat up
Designer, my fit from the feet up
Lil' momma gonna roll all the weed up
You know that she bad, she a keeper
The reason these n*ggas all need her
Furs on my back, don't get PETA, ooh
Style on these like a diva, ooh
Big Bank Beisha, more features, ooh
A hunned thousand diamond freezer
That n*gga f*ck you and leave ya
I walk in the club and I heat up
I walk in the booth, turn the beat up
Mercedes coupe, warming my seat up
Got stripes in the streets like Adidas
And all of my shows off the meter, ooh
I'm with that f*ck sh*t they know that, yeah
Send that deposit, and ain't none about it
Pull up on that check like a LoJack, ooh
And I need to know where some more at, ooh
[Chorus]
Yeah, I'm on that f*ck sh*t (Yeah)
I'm on that, I'm on that f*ck sh*t, yeah (I'm on it)
I'm on that f*ck sh*t (Yeah)
I'm on that, I'm on that f*ck sh*t, yeah
And I'm still with all that f*ck sh*t, just in case you hoes forgot (Still)
I just copped a brand new Rollie, bust the face down in my watch, yeah (Bust down, bust down, bust down, bust down)
I'm on that f*ck sh*t (Yeah)
I'm on that, I'm on that f*ck sh*t, yeah (I'm on it)
I'm on that f*ck sh*t (Yeah)
I'm on that, I'm on that f*ck sh*t, yeah
And I'm still with all that f*ck sh*t, just in case you hoes forgot
I just copped a brand new Rollie, bust the face down in my watch, yeah (Bust down, bust down, bust down, bust down)

[Verse 2]
Make a b*tch mad, I do that
I'ma boss b*tch, but you knew that
I step in stilettos and rep in the ghetto
And all the way out to where you at
Diamonds on me and they shining on me
I pull up at the club, where the crew at?
We running the city like new jack
Swiping them cards up in Neiman
Tight dress, no panties, like a freak hoe
Getting to the cash like I'm Nino
Bust it wide open, no cheat codes
Big faces on me, all C notes
I got a bag to get
'Cause I cannot ask for sh*t
I want it, I went out and got it, the fastest di*k
And count it the fastest b*tch
Been bout that sh*t, call me Beisha
[Chorus]
Yeah, I'm on that f*ck sh*t (Yeah)
I'm on that, I'm on that f*ck sh*t, yeah (I'm on it)
I'm on that f*ck sh*t (Yeah)
I'm on that, I'm on that f*ck sh*t, yeah
And I'm still with all that f*ck sh*t, just in case you hoes forgot (Still)
I just copped a brand new Rollie, bust the face down in my watch, yeah (Bust down, bust down, bust down, bust down)
I'm on that f*ck sh*t (Yeah)
I'm on that, I'm on that f*ck sh*t, yeah (I'm on it)
I'm on that f*ck sh*t (Yeah)
I'm on that, I'm on that f*ck sh*t, yeah
And I'm still with all that f*ck sh*t, just in case you hoes forgot
I just copped a brand new Rollie, bust the face down in my watch, yeah (Bust down, bust down, bust down, bust down)

[Outro]
Yeah
I'm on that f*ck sh*t
I'm on that, I'm on that f*ck sh*t, yeah, ooh
I'm on that f*ck sh*t
I'm on that, I'm on that f*ck sh*t, yeah
Bust down, bust down, bust down