Rich Kidz - Fuk Dat lyrics

Intro: Yeah f** this f** this Bankroll in my britches, yeah Verse 1: Skooly All of my n***as like f** that sh** All of my b**hes like f** that sh** Bands in my britches like f** that sh** These n***as ain't with me like f** that sh** Ride with the strap I'm like f** that sh** Hop out with the strap I'm like f** that sh** Walk in the store I'm like f** that sh** I'm all on my own so f** that sh** Young n***a getting older so f** that sh** Young n***a getting dough so f** that sh** At the spot with the sh**s yo b**h on my dick, one more little inch ima f** that b**h I do not believe in luck and sh** Guess I never had that luck and sh** Dirty dancin' on that muddy sh** Pour a row inside my cup and sh** I put yo b**h on my bucket list You can just call that my f** it list f** this sh** Have a round Doing d** she'll be diving down See I'd rather smile Never talk I always wanted to [?] the cops Cops pull up we abort the spot Get caught don't talk Well of course not [Chorus: Skooly] But of course you got p**y n***as that be hating on you Bad b**hes wanna taste on you I'm getting money stop playing, got a whole lotta motherf**in' cash that be waiting on me Go hard can't fold Bankroll can't fold Living life fast, but I drank slow You know I pulled them 4s out My OG got gold mouth Know I turnt my clothes up Just know I brought them hoes out Like f** that sh**, you ain't f**ing with the clique Ya'll n***as ain't talking bout sh** Now I think that I think I'm the sh** I still can't trust no b**h SKATE [Verse 2: Kaleb] I'm from the bottom, the bottom, the bottom, the bottom that's why I get high Hustle sun up to sun down everyday, yeah that's how I get by For all of the days I couldn't that why I get fly Now I feel like the man I got bands in my pants feel like pads on my thigh A couple of my homies jammed up they was living life relentless On some f** that sh** But I know jail ain't for no player so I was like f** that sh** sh** on a n***a like a toilet we ain't, we ain't on toilet naw naw n***a we don't take sh** And I ain't really rude but my attitude be on some f** that sh** Naw for real Ion talk to cops I'm really for real unless it's a traffic stop I ball like a center, I stays on the block All I need in the world is a spot and a clock For them n***as on f** sh**, we with that same sh**, f** that sh** I keep me a gloc [Chorus: Skooly] But of course you got p**y n***as that be hating on you Bad b**hes wanna taste on you I'm getting money stop playing gotta whole lotta motherf**ing cash that be waiting on me Go hard can't fold, bankroll can't fold Living life fast, but I drank slow Know I pulled them 4s out My OG got gold mouth Know I turnt my clothes up Just Know I brought them hoes out Like f** that sh** you ain't f**ing with the clique Ya'll n***as ain't talmbout sh** Now I think that I think I'm the sh** I still can't trust no b**h SKATE