Lyrics:
Gets the fuck on after you're done
Then I hops in my coupe to make a quick run
(Bitches ain't shit) Ooh yeah, oh-oh-oh yeah
I don't give a fuck
Gets the fuck on after you're done
Then I hops in my coupe to make a quick run
(Bitches ain't shit) Ooh yeah, oh-oh-oh yeah
I don't give a fuck
fair
It's going down, Armageddon right here
Right now, not on TV, but right here
Put your flags in the air if you don't really care (Wave it)
We need
clout off you, you gon' get clout off them
And you gonna put that shit in your music
Say some shit like, "I got my own fuckin' money"
Make them bitches
there's noxious gases in the air, Collins
I'm Indiana on columns cares, don't got 'em
Shit, what for nada
Nothing's a problem, 'less your face is not in
lane, own lane
You don't wanna fuck with, you don't wanna fuck with me
Stay in yo own lane, own lane, own lane
Ima say this shit once and then never
Don't know my dream
Nigga fuck your shit
Don't worry nigga Imma fuck your bitch too
You know what a nigga do
I smoke blunt after blunt while I vibe
You don't know shit
You don't know shit
You don't know shit
Yeah, uh, you be gettin' yours, I be on my own shit
If you think that you know me then
to fly out the nest I learned this shit on my own
Too many racks on the counter yea it remind me of the trap
Fuck it I'll never go back I just want money
Don't tell em what we do together
Don't say I'm your man girl you know you know better
Don't tell them I handle the pressure
Don't tell them I dig in
You want that smoke, I'm in heaven, it's slow
That lemon is squeeze, your melanin blows
What is this shit that you niggas is tellin' me
I do this
this drink
Damn, near made me faint
I'm smoking this gas, I'm smoking this dank
Shit right here it stank
I don't need nobody, I'mma fill up my own plate
better lock your door
5, 6, get your crucifix
7, 8, don't stay up late
Who's afraid of the dark? Responsible for the murders in the park
When I bark,
exquisitive
Mind on some shit, I could barley pronunciate
Bum snitching shit, that's that shit, I don't advocate
Yeah, I'm the big boss in that bitch, most
A psycho ass nigga, I'm dissin' your crew
If you don't like the way I rap, tough shit nigga fuck you
It's time for a murder, I'm finna' kick ass
my strap on my own, that li'l bitch
I don't answer no questions, want speak with my lawyer
Tell your boss I said where my phone call, that's it
other bitch jealous
Forty in the kitchen and then he whippin' up the dressin'
Every time you call, I be like, look, hold on, don't stress me
You know I
other bitch jealous
Forty in the kitchen and then he whippin' up the dressin'
Every time you call, I be like, look, hold on, don't stress me
You know I
your top bitch I don't want it[00:23.50]You can keep your fronts I buy my own shit[00:25.50]How you claim you rich When you don't own shit
gon' collab if your shit trash
We gon' turn up speaker on max
Swerve in the whip with the bricks
And your bitch moving quick
With stash hope we don't
for your mental health
I'll leave scars in battleraps
Distortion when you come back
Absorption of my craft
Worship of my raps
Better don't
Talk shit
realm Im wanted
but they can't sneak up on me
Gotta know you're purpose want no leeches on me
I cook beef turn the heat up on it
Don't think shit sweet,
Kids watch on my wrist, your times spent
Don't mind my thoughts, keep 'em locked in the basement
I don't want a new toy, I'll just fucking break it
High
Know you got your own shit, and all of it together
And you know you got your own space, right here forever, baby
Know you got your own, know you
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