Fuck It (So What) T.I.

[Hook]
I'm riding round with my lights on
In broad day
Top down with my shades on
That AK
Right beside me so don't do it
You try me and I'm gon do it
Tell me do you want to die G
Oh well
Fuck it so what Fuck it fuck it so what
Fuck it so what Fuck it fuck it so what x2

[Verse 1:]
I'm riding round with my lights on
My top down my nikes on
My white Tee my AK
Beside me don't get wrong
We won't take no shit home
In broad day we parley
Them broads say
I'm all that
I hit that they call back
Pockets full of them tall stacks
My homeboys we mall rats
Hit gucci hit louis
Hit hermes bought all that
I pull up than hop out
Her hoes shout you say that
Thats T.I. ain't he fly
If not what you call that
Still big bank can't fold it up
Hundred pounds of the loud can't roll enough
Couple hollywood bitches get them both to fuck
Real nigga can't help but notice us
We cool the shit
And we double fuck
You approaching us you know what
You don't give a fuck about your life
Why should I so what