[Intro: Nasty C]
(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

[Chorus: Nasty C]
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 n***as' 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 n***as' hands, fuck that (Fuck that)
Fuck that (Fuck that)

[Post-Chorus: Nasty C]
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)
[Refrain: Nasty C]
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)

[Verse 1: Nasty C]
Every time this life had punched me in the chin, I swung back
Had me with my back against the 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)

[Chorus: Nasty C, ODUMODUBLVCK]
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 n***as' 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 n***as' hands, fuck that (Fuck that, yeah)
Fuck that (Fuck that, ayy)
Man, fuck that (Bitch)
[Verse 2: Shxdy Bláck]
Man fuck that
They say now Hip-hop is dead, tell em fuck that (fuck that)
You just a hard headed bitch with a bad vocab (bad vocab)
I'm from a dimension these boy fail to cope at
That's why every shot they take at me
Take years to bounce back

I Seen too many scenes
Can't even trust my own flesh
I, feed up on these critics
I can't let em fold stacks
I, came up by myself
I never needed any hand
Even from those who got my back
So if you beefing fuck that (fuck that)

Can never doubt myself over you nutsacks (nutsacks)
Ivyson is my religion, tallracks (tallracks)
You must be out your mind
To think I'll ever fall in line
Ain't reached my fucken prime
You luring, boy fuck that (boy fuck that)

[Chorus: Nasty C, ODUMODUBLVCK]
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 n***as' 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 n***as' hands, fuck that (Fuck that, yeah)
Fuck that (Fuck that, ayy)
Man, fuck that (Bitch)
[Verse 3: ODUMODUBLVCK]
I go run with [?], we no go fit win this one
Broski, we no go fit loose this round
Trust me, this kala no dey jam [?]
For the guys in the pen, independently
I dey send men money, make they take hold ground
Depend on now one, my own na soon-come
Debug the rumor, [?] my motion
Vision na stubborn
Lie, lie people dem dey forge attitude (Attitude)
Why they wanna take me for a fool, I thought I taught you
My magnitude, man it's impeccable
The mandem are humble (Ayy), no try am I beg you
Who wants to go? (Please)
Shap, shap roll up, bill up the kpo (Good)
The loud dey bang, police dey show (Fuse)
Hide am, fuck that I use the bunk
I fall out the ounce
My brother dey count as e see the racks (Prra)
Fall out rubber band, pack am full for back (Woi-oi)
Naija boy don come [?] the lots
Kolobi the poof

[Chorus: Nasty C]
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 n***as' 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 n***as' hands, fuck that (Fuck that)
Fuck that (Fuck that)

[Post-Chorus: Nasty C]
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)

[Refrain: Nasty C]
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)