Fuk Dat

I don’t need advise
Bitch, I’m in Tokyo, I’m in a different lane (What?)
All these bitches lame, y’all is fake like David Blaine
I don’t fuck with brands, zero stacks on Gucci, man
Made my own guap, niggas call me Gucci Mane
I’m a punk, I don’t talk with the people, man (Talk)
I don’t sign, bruh, free that nigga Lil Wayne (What?)
Fuck all that shit, do you know who I am?
Fuck all that shit, fuck all that shit
Fuck all that shit, fuck all that shit
That shit, that shit, that shit, that shit
That, that, that, that
Fuck all that shit
Fuck all that shit
Where I’m from, snitches get stitches (Oooh)
Don’t fuck with bitches (What?)
Iffy get blinky, and Vicky get sticky (What, what?)
So, if you don’t listen and you don’t get it (Get it)
We’ll not treat you different, killed by supervillain
Fuck all your feelings (What?)
Walk in the building (Huh)
Straight through the ceiling (Huh)
See you in heaven
Life should be easy (Easy)
Lifeless is harder (Harder)
Y’all just be hatin', 'cause we fuck your daughters (Yeah)
Fuck all that shit, fuck all that shit
Fuck all that shit, fuck all that shit
That shit, that shit, that shit, that shit
That, that, that, that
Fuck all that shit
Fuck all that shit (What?)
Yo
Fuck all that shit (What?)
Yo
Fuck all that shit