f*ck Court lyrics

[Intro]
Yeah
Go away, 6houl

[Verse]
n*gga, if I'm broke, that's so sad of me
Majority of the time I got them racks with me
I been stacks on deck but I ain't SOD
I been a lil' n*gga with that check on me
You try me and the gang, that's just a tragedy
And all the sh*t I wear, I know they mad at me
And all the sh*t I did, I know they made at me
f*ck you n*gga (f*ck 'em), yes, stay mad at me
I'm counting all this cash, yeah, I'm too happy (Damn)
I'm at a private low, you can't get the addy
This b*tch is shaking ass, they rolling off Addy's
Street n*gga, but the life I live is so fancy
I feel like Soulja Boy, b*tch, I'm the swag daddy
I'ma cop a FN, let it sign like Cassie
When I'm in that Beamer, n*gga, no, you can't pass me
Feel like Rich the Kid, I always got a bag on me
Like a proud mom, them b*tches, they gon' brag on me
'Cause everybody love me, it's a south-side thing
I took thirty thousand out the southside bank
Got Tris, I got Quagen, yeah, I'm 'bout my drank
And I'm down to help my n*ggas who have not a thing (Thing)
I been up in that field, ain't sh*t but a chicken wing
We need to animal hunt, n*gga, how we killing things
And n*gga, you a b*tch, don't mention my name
Man, you gon' meet the Glock, try to touch my chain
I'm feeling like the '06, Gucci Mane
I know I'm not invisible so I pray in vein
I'm riding 'round, n*gga, and I'm smoking propane
I'm riding 'round, n*gga, not-not with no lames
Damn, the way this choppa sign, thought it was Rick James
They want clout off your name and that's just a shame
They want clout off your name, they ain't got no brain
And that .45, it hit him, he ain't got no brain
Like n*gga, f*ck the system, n*gga, had to change
Plus I'll feel like the victim, don't care if I ran away
Man, free lil' Tay-K, I been did the race
And she wanna play games, this is not charades
And I sip the lean to the Hennessy
And free my n*ggas that gotta make [?]
f*ck the internet, my computer, how a n*gga get paid
A bad b*tch in my vision and you know I hear slay
f*ck court, n*gga, I'ma have y'all money by May
I came with the gang, that's how we mobbing today
I came with an AR and I came with a K
Like which one should I grab? How I'm feeling today?
And R.I.P. Goon, n*gga, "Hey auntie"
I'm pimping your old b*tch, look what your b*tch bought me (Your b*tch)