DGAF! (feat. NH Zay)

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Jay Smalls

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I'm in that foreign, we sliding
I fell in love with the diamonds
We drive off the lot with no milage
I'm getting that cheese, yeah that cottage
She a smart bitch, yeah she do college
She be sucking me love to give knowledge
Ain't no stopping me going to be honest
I'm going to tell you the truth it's a promise
Okay Balenci, Balenci, Balenci on my feet
Daytime moves, in the night I'm a thief
F*ck in the coupe, hop in the backseat
I said I love you, but do you love me
I want to go cop me a jet
She want the gold and I want baguettes
In love with my name, yeah she won't forget
And I come up behind you and I got the tech
Now bitch you want smoke, you're going to get left
Call up my nigga, you acting phony
You ain't my slime, you ain't the homie
You say you my twin, but you don't know me
My iron is tucked, I call it Tony
Saying what's up, come run up on me
I don't give a f*ck they tried to hoe me
Now they showing some love they want to clone me yeah
Yeah, Don't give a f*ck we lit, yeah don't give a f*ck
Trying to go up and get rich, yeah I need my bucks
Sipping on four that's tris, yeah it's in my cup
Yeah it's in my cup
Like where your bag
You don't even have no bag, you niggas sad
You niggas are my sons, yeah I'm your dad
These niggas multiply, but I subtract
Yeah I subtract
Yeah I fell out of love with a bad bitch yeah
I swear that hoe isn't average yeah
She do what I say because the bag hits yeah
You niggas is lame you average yeah
Swerving, swerving, and switching these lanes
Can't f*ck with no L's, you niggas is lame
Choppa hit you up just like Liu Kang
You is not bro, you is not gang
These bitches they come and go
I can't trust on no hoe
She fucking me just for the show
On the gang you is a hoe
She riding dick for the front row
I call my twin up for the dro
That nigga trap on the low
We get that bag that's for sure
And not to brag on you hoes
Aye I don't give a f*ck I'm going to say that shit
Your songs fucking suck don't play that bitch
I want to hop in the Maybach bitch
We meant for the top, you can't say that shit
We riding with glocks, and we aim at shit
We come for your dome, yeah your brain lil' bitch
I'm in my zone, can't change lil' bitch
Yeah
Yeah you know we run it up
Im in that Benz, that AMG, we in that truck
You a broke boy you running out of luck
And I don't know, I got something in my cup
Yeah sipping on purp'
Her booty be clappin' I put it to work
I love when it happen, I love when it twerk
These niggas be yappin' get put in the dirt
These niggas be sick, they taking fake perks,
Ain't feeling shit they're stomachs all hurt
She want to f*ck me, she going to f*ck for the purse
Got a degree, yeah that bitch a nurse
Pussy on me, its quenching my thirst
I put it on me y'all making it worse
Paying the fee, you go broke on the first
These diamonds they hit, they shining, they burst
I pray to God I ain't meant for no curse
I need a hundred and some shit for a verse
Diving in and I'm diving head first
I don't give a f*ck, man just how I work
Yeah, don't give a f*ck we lit, yeah don't give a f*ck
Don't give a f*ck we lit, yeah don't give a f*ck
Don't give a f*ck we lit, yeah don't give a f*ck
Don't give a f*ck we lit, yeah don't give a f*ck

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