Man, I don't give a fuck a mothafuckin' po I'ma pull up that stick and hit yo motherfuckin' do' Man, I don't give a about a mothafuckin' po I'ma pull up with that stick and hit yo do'
Don't give a fuck, poppin' bottles in the fuck Atlanta bitch but let her lick the pussy up Turn your bitch into a dyke, finna her baptized full of liquor, finna dive in her eyes Bitch I don't care, fuck a bitch with no protection I be Pray to God die with my nine on my side Mothafuck cops, bustin' a pork, better hide Put my in her mouth, call that shit a metapo Cigarettes to my lungs I let the pistol go to my eyes, tell me what you wanna do 'Fore I kill you in the street the rest of your crew I did this, you know this, the on my shoot With a bullet grazin', I almost my life what day feels like, I only live at night Like a bat, not a rat, die where you at, hoe
I can't see, walk, talk then stray, hoe Ain't nothin', the I generate The underground 'bout to fall off Into generation I was workin, bussin' tables, now I got my own squid on the the fame, baby, I don't wanna live in L.A Back to the to the M-I lay with a ho, face in the coke lines Toe taggin' thinkin' that they're snappin' Goin' bar to bar me is suicide You or I, do or die, baby, don't even worry who am I Bank account go now You should about the whip situation (aye) been feelin' like a damn vacation Germ fucked up, up not knowin' where he at You was blacked out in the basement
Man, I don't a fuck about a mothafuckin' po I'ma pull up with stick and hit yo motherfuckin' do' Man, I don't give a fuck a mothafuckin' po I'ma pull up that stick and hit yo motherfuckin' do'
Yo, I don't give two fucks, I big bucks Strip club, white pussy on my black tux 'Cause after the the hotel lobby And that bitch gonna give me head than Steve Harvey I keep a duffle bag, not the money team All out on a scale of a triple beam Nah mean? a team of guerrillas stomp out your gang of chinchillas Shoot case, military Korean shotty up the sleeve of my Each slug is like one big egg Impact, you lose half of your leg, bro 'Cause we don't play those Franco hit the deck, click, clack, aim Guns jam, we don't waste rounds shot's behind the ear like chhhk BOW
Man, I don't a fuck about a mothafuckin' po I'ma pull up with that stick and hit yo do' Man, I don't give a fuck about a po I'ma pull up with that stick and hit yo do' (yeah)