IDGAF
Ain't gon' lie, a nigga be goin' through shit too though, man
Lost a couple of people, you niggas can't tell
Not to no gun violence though
Hot body
Niggas doubted me (Yeah)
Give no fuck about them (Uh-uh)
We can talk 'bout B's, but who all made two-hundred thousand? (No one)
I'll get it first, I don't got no stylist (No one, no one)
He on track, he need a wheel alignment
I only pop out at nighttime, Glock got flashlight, like, that bitch blind em (Pop out, like, uh, baow, baow)
I don't even know how we got opps, ain't nobody did shit to us (No bap, we good)
We treat niggas just like toilets, hit they blocks and leave 'em flushed (Like what, like what?)
Nigga tryna play dead just like Andy, you can take some, won't get up (Ha, no bap)
That’s okay, big Glock gon' stand over, you know foenem do too much (Bop, bop, bop, bop, bop, bop)
Drop three out my soda crush
Make a bad bitch bubble bust (No)
No, I cannot cuff a slut
I be somewhere cuffin' bucks
My old lil' ho do too much
But she listen, ho, shut up
Last year, when I wasn't rappin', slime in hot cars, boy, you fucked
All my savages on tweak shit, you on opp shit, that's a plus (No bap)
We lost five guys, I wish you stopped wolfin', defense, that's a must (No bappin')
The world gon' stop, I was just in New York in the back recordin' a Bentley truck (No bappin', no bappin')
I was leanin' on my way back home from the stu', just crashed out, what the fuck?
You swerve around, you get fucked up, ain't gon' lie, I know it's dumb
No bap, I am a gangster, niggas goofy, they be frontin' (Yep)
We put niggas on hangers, shout out 40, he the one (No bap)
Winter time, I tote thirties, summer time, come with my drum (Yeah, yeah)
Uh, cook shit like chicken curry, niggas food, we chop 'em up
Uh, no bap, I'm rich for L, with , I won't have a son
Call shit like Kendrick Nunn, niggas can't hoop, they be buns
They can't go hat for hat or rack for rack, these tough-ass bums
We spin shit while the sun up, we been here since crack of dawn
And yo lil' ho a thottie, she at my house, off the Don' (Lil' thot cheeks)
Boy, we do hits for fun (Lil' thot cheeks)
Niggas get hit, then bleed out
Bullets changin' his shirt color, these niggas know what we 'bout (This shit bad)
Niggas know how I'm bleedin', my first mission, let off squeezin' (Uh-huh)
Every day I pray to God, but, ain't gon' lie, I feel a demon (Not gon' bap)
Ain't gon' bap, I don't need no reason
Ain't gon' bap, I move strategic (No mission)
Ain't gon' bap, these niggas bitches, get out the way, boy, it's my season (Riches, hop off me)
Niggas doubted me (Yeah)
Give no fuck about them (Uh-uh)
We can talk 'bout B's, but who all made two-hundred thousand?
I'll get it first, I don't got no stylist
He on track, he need a wheel alignment (No one)
I only pop out at nighttime, Glock got flashlight, like, that bitch blind 'em (You want it? Another one, hop off)
Niggas doubted me (Yeah)
Give no fuck about them (Uh-uh)
We can talk 'bout B's, but who all made two-hundred thousand? (Who want it?)
I'll get it first, I don't got no stylist (Another one)
He on track, he need a wheel alignment (Hell yeah)
I only pop out at nighttime, Glock got flashlight, like, that bitch blind 'em (I'm a youngin', on some shit)
What's goin'? (I'm off the shit)
What's good? (Dog shit)
Y'all know how the fuck we comin', Bathh shit, we doin' good in this bitch, man (I'm off dog shit, I'm off dog shit, I'm off dog shit, I'm off dog shit, I'm off dog shit, I'm off dog shit)
Y'all know how the fuck we rockin', man, this shit all the way from L.A. right now
Foenem in L.A., man, you know how the fuck we comin', man (I'm off dog shit, I'm off dog shit, we on that, we on that)
Bathh, Bathh, Bathh
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