f*ck that lyrics

[Verse 1]
(f*ck) Boy tweaking getting balled out a wii clip
b*tches talk sh*t about the once that they need me
I-I-I-I'ma go disappear like I'm wifi
A-A-A-And it's true to you y'all
See that sh*t clearly

[Verse 2]
You a b*tch, you a witch
Don't go near me
A-A-A-Ain't she around six why is she here
Kiss these racks, I don't know what your hearing
I didn't seem to ask bout a motherf*cking ear tag

[Verse 3]
f*ck that
We were chilling at your block with a drum mag
We was blowing that sh*t up, she's down bad
So hard to f*cked sh*t up, you a dumbass
You continue with the stuff