(We ain't goin') (We ain't goin', we ain't goin') (Nah-nah-nah, we ain' goin' for none of that) Middle fingers up
Fuck that (Uh) We ain't givin' up this land, fuck that (Fuck that) We ain't missin' out on bags, fuck that (Fuck that) Won't put my life in niggas' hands, fuck that (Fuck that) Fuck that (Fuck that) Fuck that (Damn) We ain't givin' up this land, fuck that (Bitch, uh) We ain't missin' out on bags, fuck that (Bitch) Won't put my life in niggas' hands, fuck that (Fuck that) Fuck that (Fuck that)
Man, fuck that (Damn) Give me my flowers while y'all can, fuck that (Damn) Don't wait 'til they put me in the sand, fuck that (Bitch) Hit me now and tell me I'm the man, fuck that (Damn) Fuck that Man, fuck that (Bitch)
You see the sun on me way after sunset (Bitch) I got stupid heights to reach, I'm makin' contact Seem like every time I dare run out of luck, I run back Fun fact (Invest in me and you get plenty bucks back)
Every time this life had punchеd me in the chin I swung back Had me with my back against thе same wall I hung plaques Now I'm thumbin' racks, chillin' somewhere where the huns at One white bitch, one Indian, and one black (Bitch) Got it out the mud, I don't relate to dumb brats (Bitch) The way we put in work for all this shit is unmatched (Bitch) See, they could do the same if they got off my nut sack Me givin' it up? I bet they want that, but fuck that (Uh)
We ain't givin' up this land, fuck that (Fuck that) We ain't missin' out on bags, fuck that (Fuck that) Won't put my life in niggas' hands, fuck that (Fuck that) Fuck that (Fuck that) Fuck that (Damn) We ain't givin' up this land, fuck that (Bitch, uh) We ain't missin' out on bags, fuck that (Bitch) Won't put my life in niggas' hands, fuck that (Fuck that) Fuck that (Fuck that)
Man, fuck that (Damn) Give me my flowers while y'all can, fuck that (Damn) Don't wait 'til they put me in the sand, fuck that (Bitch) Hit me now and tell me I'm the man, fuck that (Damn) Fuck that Man, fuck that (Damn)
You see the sun on me way after sunset I got stupid heights to reach, I'm makin' contact Seem like every time I dare run out of luck, I run back Fun fact (Invest in me and you get plenty bucks back)
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Compositores: Holger Schuering (GEMA), Irmin Kurt Schmidt (GEMA), Jaki Liebezeit (GEMA), Michael Karoli (GEMA), Ngcobo Junior Nsikayesizwe David, Rahman Khalil Abdul (BMI)Editores: Jaleesa and Mahdi S Music (BMI), Songs Of Universal Inc (BMI)ECAD verificado obra #41725342 em 12/Abr/2024 com dados da UBEM