Key Glock - F*ck Dat Shit Lyrics

Sick of these lame ass niggas
(BandPlay)

Ayy, I just want the money, f*ck the fame and all that other shit
Yeah, I made a couple millions, still ride with a couple sticks (fah-fah)
Yeah, I keep Nina on my side, you know that she my gutter bitch (yeah)
I got a check and f*cked it up, I did it for the f*ck of it (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Ayy, I just want the money, f*ck the fame and all that other shit
Yeah, I made a couple millions, still ride with a couple sticks (fah-fah-fah-fah)
Yeah, I keep Nina on my side, you know that she my gutter bitch (switch)
I got a check and f*cked it up, I did it for the f*ck of it (the f*ck?)

Can't take it with you, f*ck this shit (yeah)
My nigga, f*ck this shit (yeah)
I f*ck it up and get that shit right back (yeah, phew, phew)
Oh yeah, I love this shit (yeah)
Can't take it with you, f*ck this shit (yeah)
My nigga, f*ck this shit (yeah)
I f*ck it up and get that shit right back (phew, phew)
Oh yeah, I love this shit (I love it)

I hate what I love 'cause sometimes I love that shit too much
Prime example, you can take a look at what's up in my cup
Real nigga give you anything, but still don't give a f*ck
Rich nigga, I get what I want, these niggas don't want nothin'
How the hell you hangin' with the opps and tryna hang with us?
Cutthroat La Familia, all my niggas down to slice ya up (gang)
Turn nickels to millions, keep that blicky on me no matter what (phew, fah)
Ayy, get up out your feelings, nigga, go and get a bag or somethin' (the f*ck?)

Uh
Ayy, nigga, get up out your feelings, nigga, go and get a bag or somethin'
Yeah (woah)
What you sittin' on your ass for, nigga?
All this paper out here

Ayy, I just want the money, f*ck the fame and all that other shit (the money)
Yeah, I made a couple millions, still ride with a couple sticks (fah)
Yeah, I keep Nina on my side (fah), you know that she my gutter bitch (on God, on God, shh)
I got a check (shh) and f*cked it up (on God), I did it for the f*ck of it (yeah)

I'm sucker free, no sucker shit (yeah), ain't on no sucker shit
I'm rockin' blue diamonds, smokin' Gelato like my brother, bitch
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, bitch)
I'm rockin' blue diamonds, smokin' Gelato like my brother, bitch

I just want the money, f*ck the fame and all that other shit (on God)
Yeah, I made a couple millions, still ride with a couple sticks (yeah, yeah, yeah, fah)
Yeah, I keep Nina on my side (yeah), you know that she my gutter bitch (yeah, yeah, yeah)
I got a check and f*cked it up (yeah, yeah), I did it for the f*ck of it (yeah, yeah, f*ck)

Can't take it with you, f*ck this shit (yeah)
My nigga, f*ck this shit (yeah)
Ayy, can't take it with you, f*ck this shit (yeah)
My nigga, f*ck this shit
Go spend that shit, nigga, tomorrow ain't promised
On God
Yeah