Know what I'm sayin' Tell 'em that I don't give a, I don't give a fuck I can't find a word in the dictionary to tell you how much I don't give a fuck (Yo, Eight8)
Stay loyal, I can put that on my soul (Yeah, yeah) All I know is I ain't dyin' broke (Yeah, yeah) My dargy up in jail, he in the hole (Yeah, yeah) No comment, not guilty, you're comin' home (Yeah, yeah) I fed a hell of young savages off this phone I can't fall out with my brother over hoes (Yeah, yeah) You know I skrrt-skrrt and scrape-scrape the bowl (You know I do) Superman with no cape on these roads
Every day I just wait, wait, wait, bae Long money like Eight8, I feel grеat (Skrrt) I just hit a movie, Ricky Lake (Mhm) Now, I gotta buy another safе (Mhm) This Glock gon' keep my mummy safe You know what the difference is? When I talk, they're listenin' Jail niggas hear me and are listen in Shots in my mouth like Listerine or Listerine Pick a team, no, pick a two Young dudes as sick as me are we? No paperwork, just make paper-work and fed the team I'm pullin' her hair while she scream she ain't a squirter, she cream She made a mess in my sheets and I got no remorse in these streets Niggas know how we like our beef put pepper on top, oh please Look left, look right, dodge Ds I'm number 29, I know [?]
Stay loyal, I can put that on my soul (Yeah, yeah) All I know is I ain't dyin' broke (Yeah, yeah) My dargy up in jail, he in the hole (Yeah, yeah) No comment, not guilty you're comin' home (Ski, ski, ski, ski, yeah) I fed a hell of young savages off this phone I can't fall out with my brother over hoes You know I skrrt-skrrt and scrape-scrape the bowl Superman with no cape on these roads
Yeah, way before a nigga said, "Skee-yee" (Way before) A nigga on the hob, cook it easy (Way before) I really sip a lot, I think I'm Weezy (Yur) I really smoke the gas like I'm BP (Yur) Yeah, it's too fuckin' easy for us (Way too easy) I had to kick the door 'cause they tried to ignore us (Tried to ignore) These niggas mad 'cause these bitches still adore us (Haha) They said, "DBE fell off, " that was cap, you heard it (Haha) Birkin full of bullets, babygirl, you heard (You heard) I'm fuckin' rich, but I'll rob you for a bird (Yeah, I will) Big zombie, I'ma let my youngin lurk (Huh, huh) I need my money now, I'm only block like I'm Big Worm (Haha)
Stay loyal, I can put that on my soul (Yeah, yeah) All I know is I ain't dyin' broke (Yeah, yeah) My dargy up in jail, he in the hole (Yeah, yeah) No comment, not guilty you're comin' home (Ski, ski, ski, ski, yeah, yeah) I fed a hell of young savages off this phone I can't fall out with my brother over hoes You know I skrrt-skrrt and scrape-scrape the bowl Superman with no cape on these roads
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Compositores: Adam Williams, Conran Dodorer, Finlay Peter Cottle (PRS), Ricky BantonEditor: Beatstars Publishing Worldwide (BMI)Administração: Sony Music Publishing LLC, Sony/ATV Songs LLC (BMI)ECAD verificado obra #42492113 em 22/Mai/2024 com dados da UBEM