Fuck It

Alright, this song, it's on

This is how I wrote it

You hear a car speeding

And 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 swerves

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 say 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

Fuck it

You're lucky I didn't roll it

You're lucky I didn't blow your brains out

(Brains out)

Off with your head

All in my daydreams

Always 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

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

Fuck it

You're lucky I didn't roll it

You're lucky I didn't blow your brains out

(Brains out)