Fuck It Off (feat. Chris Brown)

Tee Grizzley、Chris Brown - F**k It Off

Written by：Tee Grizzley/Chris Brown

Helluva made this beat baby

Who you think you finna play with

Who you think you finna run your mouth to and won't say sh*t

I'm outchea when it's cold leave you out there

Them bullets hot think not get your mouth chipped

Hella n**ga's talk sh*t but they stand still

Let's take a trip duck tape how the van feel

Hunnid thousand dollar Cartiers I'ma change sh*t

Keep playin' with liu Kang I'ma kick it to your main b**ch

And I've been f**kin' hoes on my bae sh*t

Come to the crib I tell 'em go to the spaceship

Red pill blue pill we in The Matrix

Take it to the face better do what I say b**ch

He make it outta here then he a winner

If a n**ga try to run then we pull up in Sprinters

We get to bustin' at your bucket f**k it hit 'cho liver

End of discussion it's nothing I eat you pussies for dinner

I got no time for fake one killers on the west side with them real guns

And if you try to wave the white flag we gon' still come

Where you at here n**ga

All this p**sy I'ma drill somethin'

Why they hate to see a real n**ga make it

I done made a lot of change now my people's changin'

By myself I don't need no witness

Can't thank nobody but the lord 'cause I'm gettin' it

I keep my head up and middle finger to the sky

And living every f**kin' day like it's Mardi Gras

I'ma finesse this sh*t win lose or draw

You think I work this hard to f**k it off

Once again I gotta remind these n**gas

Balenciaga 'member when I couldn't buy these n**ga

Called 'em bricks birds 'cause we really fly these b**ches

Tell your mans I know I'm lit but don't eye me n**ga oh woah

I'm solvin' every single problem with a tool

Supersoak a n**ga like he jumpin' off the pool

If the feds hit the mansion we gon' make it to the news

Choppa lift a n**ga up I bet he make it to the moon pow

You can tell me and Breezy at the top

They want us to fail hopin' that we fall but we not

Don't feel bad for what I did to them n**ga's block

Can't say what happened just know I had to get rid of the glock oh

Remember my lick days couldn't pull a b**ch days oh

Now I ain't trippin' on none of the bills that sh*t paid oh woah

N**ga tried to fake beef with a n**ga that's just hate

Sneak dissin' me I'll jump in my D**kies n**gas lame p**sy n**ga

Aye n**ga's terrible who raised y'all

N**ga's leeches I can't feed 'em I can't baby y'all you need to f**k off

I'm giving headshots I ain't 'bout to fade y'all

B**ch you ain't f**kin' bye Felicia I can't play with y'all woo

Why they hate to see a real n**ga make it

I done made a lot of change now my people's changin'

By myself I don't need no witness

Can't thank nobody but the lord 'cause I'm gettin' it

I keep my head up and middle finger to the sky

And living every f**kin' day like it's Mardi Gas

I'ma finesse this sh*t win lose or draw

You think I work this hard to f**k it off

F**k it off f**k it off