Nasty C F**k That Lyrics
F**k that
We ain’t giving up this land
F**k that
We ain’t missing out on bags
F**k that
Won’t put my life in n*****’ hands
F**k that
F**k that
F**k that
F**k that
We ain’t giving up this land
F**k that
We ain’t missing out on bags
F**k that
Won’t put my life in n*****’ hands
F**k that
F**k that
F**k that
Man f**k that
Give me my flowers whilst ya’ll can
F**k that
Don’t wait till they put me in the sand
F**k that
Hit me now and tell me I’m the man
F**k that
F**k that
Man, fuck that
See the sun on me way after sunset
I got stupid heights to reach
I’m making contact
Seems like every time I dare runout of luck
I ran back
Fun fact
Invest in me and you get plenty bucks back
Every time this life had punched me in the chin I swung back
Had with the my back against the same wall I plaques
Now I’m counting racks
Chilling somewhere, where the huns at
One white bitch, one Indian and one black
Got it out the mud
I don’t relate to dumb brats
The way we put in work for this shit is unmatched
They could do the same if they got off my nut sack
Me giving it up
I bet they want that
But f**k that
We ain’t giving up this land
F**k that
We ain’t missing out on bags
F**k that
Won’t put my life in n*****’ hands
F**k that
F**k that
F**k that
F**k that
F**k that
We ain’t giving up this land
F**k that
We ain’t missing out on bags
F**k that
Won’t put my life in n*****’ hands
F**k that
F**k that
F**k that
F**k that
Man f**k that
Give me my flowers whilst ya’ll can
F**k that
Don’t wait till they put me in the sand
F**k that
Hit me now and tell me I’m the man
F**k that
F**k that
Man, f**k that
You see the sun on me way after sunset
I got stupid heights to reach
I’m making contact
Seems like every time I dare run out of luck
I ran back
Fun fact
Invest in me and you get plenty bucks back