Fuck It by Young Dolph
Fuck It by Young Dolph

Fuck It

Young Dolph * Track #2 On King of Memphis

Fuck It Lyrics

[Intro]
Uh-huh
Yeah, it's Dolph
You know what I mean, nigga?
I don't give a fuck about none of this shit, nigga (Yeah, yeah, yeah)

[Chorus]
I just pulled up at the car lot, spent a half a mil' like fuck it
Thought he was a real one, but he wasn't, so it's fuck him
I just poured a six in a one-liter, I'm like fuck it (Fuck it)
If I let your bitch come give me head, then that bitch lucky, uh (What you doin'?)
I'm drinkin' dirty (Yup), I'm ridin' dirty (Yup)
She got on no panties, but I'm in a hurry
Promethazine with codeine when I get thirsty
I told all my niggas I got 'em, don't worry (Hey)
I fucked up two hundred thousand on jewelry (Hey, hey, hey)
Fuck it (Fuck it), fuck it (Fuck it), fuck it (Fuck it), fuck it (Fuck that shit, man)

[Verse 1]
Never was I 'posed to make it this far, but I made it
Couple million later, my closest niggas started hatin' (Fuck 'em)
Mama fucked around and made a rich crack baby
So 'til the day I die, yeah, she gon' be my first lady (Ayy)
They tried to lock me out, I kicked the door down and I took it (Give me that)
Ain't never sold cocaine, but I'm so street that I can cook it (It's Dolph)
Before I learned my ABCs, I learned how to hustle
Girl, you just another lost bitch out here fuckin' with these busters (Damn)
Spiked my root beer with the lean and she just took a Xanax (What?)
Blame it on a pill why she coming out her panties (Woo)
Tell all my niggas I love 'em while they here, don't take 'em for granted (Nah)
The realest nigga in this shit right here, please don't panic

[Chorus]
I just pulled up at the car lot, spent a half a mil' like fuck it
Thought he was a real one, but he wasn't, so it's fuck him
I just poured a six in a one-liter, I'm like fuck it (Fuck it)
If I let your bitch come give me head, then that bitch lucky, uh (What you doin'?)
I'm drinkin' dirty (Yup), I'm ridin' dirty (Yup)
She got on no panties, but I'm in a hurry
Promethazine with codeine when I get thirsty
I told all my niggas I got 'em, don't worry (Hey)
I fucked up two hundred thousand on jewelry (Hey, hey, hey)
Fuck it (Fuck it), fuck it (Fuck it), fuck it (Fuck it), fuck it (Fuck that shit, man)

[Verse 2]
I didn't come in this game to try to be friends with these rappers (Sorry)
To keep that shit one hundred, my nigga, all my homeboys trappers (One hundred)
I made enough cake in the trap to send my kids to Stanford (Yeah)
Baby, Dolph already a hustler and he still in Pampers (What?)
Record labels wanna sign me, I said, "Let's do it, fuck it" (Fuck it)
If you ain't talkin' M's, your conversation, you can cut it (Cut it)
My watch and my ring is flooded, yeah, all of these bitches, they love me, yeah
Seven-thousand-dollar coat on, high class street nigga thuggin', yeah
Pour up 'til I can't drink no more (Raw), count paper 'til I can't no more (Go get the money)
I used to have a lil' love in my heart for them niggas, but it ain't no more
I showed them lil' niggas how to dress and what to smoke, yeah, that's for sure (Haha)
Trendsetter slash CEO, all my old hoes like, "Where he go?"

[Chorus]
I just pulled up at the car lot, spent a half a mil' like fuck it (Hah)
Thought he was a real one, but he wasn't, so it's fuck him
I just poured a six in a one-liter, I'm like fuck it (Fuck it)
If I let your bitch come give me head, then that bitch lucky, uh (What you doin'?)
I'm drinkin' dirty (Yup), I'm ridin' dirty (Yup)
She got on no panties, but I'm in a hurry
Promethazine with codeine when I get thirsty
I told all my niggas I got 'em, don't worry (Hey)
I fucked up two hundred thousand on jewelry (Hey, hey, hey)
Fuck it (Fuck it), fuck it (Fuck it), fuck it (Fuck it), fuck it (Fuck that shit, man)

Fuck It Q&A

Who wrote Fuck It's ?

Fuck It was written by Young Dolph.

Who produced Fuck It's ?

Fuck It was produced by DJ Squeeky.

When did Young Dolph release Fuck It?

Young Dolph released Fuck It on Fri Feb 19 2016.

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