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 a mothafuckin' po I'ma pull up with that and hit yo motherfuckin' do'
give a fuck, poppin' bottles in the club Tryna fuck Atlanta bitch but let her the pussy up Turn bitch into a dyke, finna need her baptized Pool full of liquor, dive in her eyes Bitch I don't care, finna fuck a with no protection I be Pray to God I'ma die my nine on my side Mothafuck cops, bustin' like a pork, hide Put my dick in her mouth, call shit a metapo Cigarettes to my lungs I let the pistol go Liquor to my eyes, tell me what you do I kill you in the street with the rest of your crew I did this, you know this, the on my shoot With a bullet grazin', I almost took my Forgot what day feels like, I only live at 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 another 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 Gon' lay with a ho, face in the lines Toe taggin' rappers thinkin' that they're Goin' bar to bar me is suicide You or I, do or die, baby, don't even about who am I Bank account go now You should about the whip situation (aye) Tour been feelin' like a damn Germ fucked up, up not knowin' where he at You was out in the damn basement
Man, I give a fuck about a mothafuckin' po I'ma pull up with that and hit yo motherfuckin' do' Man, I don't give a fuck a mothafuckin' po I'ma up with that stick and hit yo motherfuckin' do'
Yo, I don't two fucks, I blow big bucks club, white pussy marks on my black tux 'Cause after the party's the lobby And that bitch gonna give me more head than Steve I keep a duffle bag, not the money team All coked out on a of a triple beam Nah mean? Fuck a of guerrillas Silverback stomp out gang of chinchillas Shoot case, scopes shotty up the sleeve of my coat Each slug is one big egg roll Impact, you could half of your leg, bro 'Cause we don't play games Franco hit the deck, click, clack, aim Guns never jam, we don't rounds Best shot's behind the ear like BOW
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 a fuck about a mothafuckin' po I'ma up with that stick and hit yo motherfuckin' do' (yeah)