Fuck It

Alright, it's on
This is how I wrote it
You hear the car speeding
Then you hear it skid
And then you hear a crash
And there's flames and shit
You know what I'm saying?
What the fuck
And then you hear footsteps
Put the keys down
And the filter comes over the beat
And it swells

I crashed your Corvette
I heard you bitchin'
Are you done yet?
I didn't mean to
I wasn't drinking
But I talked to your ex
They said that you've been affectionate

Fuck it
You're lucky I didn't roll it
You're lucky I didn't blow your brains out
Fuck it
Remember back when I told ya
That I'm a loca Colombiana? (Yo te lo dije)
Fuck it
Roses and whiskey
I bet that you'll miss me, no doubt (I bet that you'll miss me, no doubt)
Fuck it
You're lucky I didn't roll it
You're lucky I didn't blow your brains out (brains out, brains out)

Off with your head
All in my daydreams
I was seeing red
But I showed you mercy
I crashed your Corvette
But I think it was fair
Player, this is your cross to bear

Fuck it
You're lucky I didn't roll it
You're lucky I didn't blow your brains out (boom)
Fuck it (brrap)
Remember back when I told ya
That I'm a loca Colombiana? (Yo te lo dije)
Fuck it
Roses and whiskey
I bet that you'll miss me, no doubt (I bet that you'll miss me, no doubt)
Fuck it
You're lucky I didn't roll it
You're lucky I didn't blow your brains out (brains out, brains out)