Lyrics:
don't really give a fuck now
Free the guys, I'ma scream it 'till they touch down
Lil Tjay, SB, that's the gang, gang, yeah
somethin', it came with champagne (yo)
Yeah
Give a fuck how they treat you on the 'Gram (on the 'Gram)
Real life and in the bank, I'm the man (I
a fuck bout a image,
Young niggas dont fuck wit me cause i dont got a gimmick and
I dont battle rap cause fuck all that talking nigga
Yeah we right by
this shit you came from battle rap
So where the fuck was you when
We was buildin' this shit?
How you the king of it but don't do
Nothin' for it? I don't
steady been whippin' her (sex)
If I roll up the Maybach windows, we don't care 'bout the listeners
I don't know what your nigga told you but he should
my foot in your ass
I don't give a fuck, 'cause I keep bailin'
Yo, what the fuck are they yellin'?
Here's a lil gangsta, short in size
A t-shirt
my foot in your ass
I don't give a fuck, 'cause I keep bailin'
Yo, what the fuck are they yellin'?
Here's a lil gangsta, short in size
A t-shirt
with ks like we the A team
My shot got precision I don't need a beam
I been ballin and playin I don't need a ring
Look at my rings look at my cheese look
they standin' outside like they got pitchforks
I'm flamed up, lil' boy, I'm smokin' on beach shores
I don't give a fuck about no review or no pitchforks
how we both living
But for this night that we together give it all to me, yeah
Come fuck wit a king
The lust that I had for Mrs. muse it turned to love
we on your ass
Like, hold on, where you going
Bitch, you cannot run from me
I don't gotta pay the fee
Know that sniper shoot for free
Mr. Hot shit
Burn
get around
Downtown bums get clowned
If you find me face down I don't give a fuck
Cause me and the homes get buck
We gon' party like we don't give
standard ten
You niggas mad cuz you dont play to win
Buy the club then I take ya bitch
Spending money like I'm Mr. Ren
Spending money like I'm Mr. Ren
can you give me fifty-five hundred?"
I ain't givin' you shit unless you suckin' all of us
She went upstairs and gave my lil' homie some pussy
can't understand
How one real nigga became a real man
S is for the way I skeet in they mouth
One by one we muttin' 'em out
Man, them other niggas, y'all
hit, them bitches come and chase the blues
Hoe you Brazzyy say lil baby shit I'm tryna see what it do
You with your friends I don't give no fucks shit
SouthSide Academy
[Mr. Shadow]
I'm from the Academy of Hard Knocks
Felons wit glocks, attitude fuck it when I see them cops
Pop, my mothafuckin heater, for
write a rhyme away
I got a call from Mr. Rogers just the other day tellin' me he by my side
I'm like what the fuck you talkin' 'bout 'til he told me
write a rhyme away
I got a call from Mr. Rogers just the other day tellin' me he by my side
I'm like what the fuck you talkin' 'bout 'til he told me
this cake dawg
Give niggas a break, nah, you know how the game go
Fuck you think I slang fo', to go against the grain (no)
I'm out here to grind mo',
Loddy Doddy, f**k everybody
I'm the one that comes and f**ks up the party
6 6 6, nobody likes it when I kick it like this
[Mr. Lil One]
Loddy Doddy, f**k
traffic
Spendin' too much time tryna fuck one hoe
How do you plead Mr. Jones?
Man, I'm the pimp of all pimps and y'all comin' up short
Calm down before I
my hand
I don't give a fuck, they all dead
Fuck it, turn the wall red
Fuck it, they all dead
Laughing it up like I'm the Joker!
Make a play while I
a pill and roll
Make it clap like we at a show
She so stimulated
She came 3 times when we mated
Old paint I'm faded
Fuck me so good I don't get jaded
She
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