Fuck Dat

[Intro] Fuck that shit (DJ Paul) Fuck that shit, fuck that shit Fuck that shit Fuck that shit, fuck that shit I'm tryna dodge haters, they keep popping up I got 'em coming back, I guess it's not enough Get it in a bag or get it bottled up Tear the club up like Three 6 Mafia [Chorus: Dave East] I feel like (Fuck that shit, fuck that shit, fuck that Fuck that shit, fuck that shit, fuck that) I feel like (Fuck that shit, fuck that shit, fuck that Fuck that shit, fuck that shit, fuck that) I told 'em (Fuck that) [Verse 1: Dave East] I made a couple hundred with my man Really starving, in my stomach, I had cramps Had me feeling like (Fuck that) Me and Pooch Loc was gettin' food stamps Since then, I been the nicest out the camp Niggas still was sayin' (Fuck that) Same old shit, like you ain't fuckin' on the stars And you ain't drinking, you gets nothing at the bar Lil' mama, I feel like (Fuck that) Smokin' Cookie, shit done took me outer space She ready, she put that pussy in your face My nigga, you better (Fuck that) We pull up on 'em niggas when it's lit No time to be wasting, if it's not a hit Honestly, I feel like (Fuck that) Bunch of young wild niggas, it's hard to tell 'em shit Nobody gave us nothing, had to sell this shit [Chorus: Dave East] I feel like (Fuck that shit, fuck that shit, fuck that Fuck that shit, fuck that shit, fuck that) I feel like (Fuck that shit, fuck that shit, fuck that Fuck that shit, fuck that shit, fuck that) I feel like (Fuck that shit, fuck that shit, fuck that Fuck that shit, fuck that shit, fuck that) I feel like (Fuck that shit, fuck that shit, fuck that Fuck that shit, fuck that shit, fuck that) I feel like (Fuck that) [Verse 2: Dave East] She never had no nigga with no money Ask me why they keep on looking at me funny I don't know, I told her (Fuck that) She noddin' in my lap just like a junkie Lately, I been getting booked all out the country If you don't love me, homie (Fuck that) Couldn't get it in the spot, we had to stomp 'em Ass fat, but her face look like a monster, my nigga I couldn't (Fuck that) I'm out the country somewhere twisted with your wife Imagine they offer twenty-five to life I'd tell my lawyer (Fuck that) Rest in peace to Nipsey, rest in peace to Kobe Show a couple niggas love, but dawg, if you don't know me (Fuck that) I had roaches in my pantry, mama drove a Camry Fuck a Grammy, if it ain't about the family, you know [Chorus: Dave East] (Fuck that shit, fuck that shit, fuck that Fuck that shit, fuck that shit, fuck that) I feel like (Fuck that shit, fuck that shit, fuck that Fuck that shit, fuck that shit, fuck that) I feel like (Fuck that shit, fuck that shit, fuck that Fuck that shit, fuck that shit, fuck that) I feel like (Fuck that shit, fuck that shit, fuck that Fuck that shit, fuck that shit, fuck that) I feel like (Fuck that) [Verse 3: Young Dolph] It's Dolph Closed mouths don't get fed Nothing comes to a sleeper but a dream, so I'm like (Fuck that) Yeah, yeah Hop up out the bed soon as I open up my eyes Got money to go get, yah' mean? So I'm like (Fuck that) For real, though It's the middle of the day Crack a seal, pour a eight See an opp, he gettin' ate, ayy (Fuck that) Nigga don't even take care his own kids How the fuck I'm 'posed to trust you, nigga? That's why I'm like (Fuck that, what?) When I was little, told my mama I'ma move her out the gutter Had to learn how to hustle, was like (Fuck that), huh I can show you how to do some shit in your hood to make your money double, but, uh (Uh), yeah (Uh), yeah (Uh), yeah (Uh), yeah (Uh), yeah (Uh), yeah (Uh) [Chorus: Dave East] I feel like (Fuck that shit, fuck that shit, fuck that Fuck that shit, fuck that shit, fuck that) I feel like (Fuck that shit, fuck that shit, fuck that Fuck that shit, fuck that shit, fuck that) I feel like (Fuck that shit, fuck that shit, fuck that Fuck that shit, fuck that shit, fuck that) I feel like [Outro] Fuck that shit (DJ Paul) Fuck that shit, fuck that shit Fuck that shit Fuck that shit, fuck that shit