I Don’t Give A f*ck lyrics

by

Jeremih


[Intro]
Chea
I’m back on my sh*t, n*gga

[Hook: Trae Tha Truth]
Keep playing with me, I’m in this b*tch
And can no one f*ck with me, I hear the talk
But you ain’t talking with me, keep popping off
I bet this chopper come see, I don’t give no f*cks
I don’t give a f*ck, n*gga, I don’t give a f*ck
I don’t give a f*ck, n*gga, I don’t give a f*ck (I don’t give no f*cks)
I don’t give a f*ck, n*gga, I don’t give a f*ck (Yeah)
I don’t give a f*ck, n*gga, I don’t give a f*ck

[Verse 1: Trae Tha Truth]
Why you all on my di*k?
That’s that sh*t I don’t like
Ho n*ggas can’t make me believe
I’m trappin', it’s gon' be cold nights
f*ck n*ggas always got something to say
I’m king, other n*ggas all in the way
Get your block in your whip, tip all in a day
Boss move, checkmate that was all in the play
A couple n*ggas don’t like me, oh well
Get a pillow while they b*tch go tell
That tough men sh*t just don’t sell
Streets ride my train I won’t fail
I don’t lip box, I just send shots
Or put a n*gga face on the back of a milk box
f*ck that rap sh*t, I’m a gangster
I don’t get stressed n*gga, I get sh*t poppin'
What the f*ck is you looking at, n*gga?
Keep tryna play stiff and get found in a box
Just know when I show up on n*ggas
That Mac-11 got me feelin' like Pac
They say I’m the realest I know it
I bet I show up when I come in this b*tch
I go to trippin' it’s over, no point of talkin'
It ain’t nothing to fix
[Hook]

[Verse 2: Rick Ross]
Never scared to die (No), see the look in my eye (Boss)
n*gga tried to wack me, still drop top in my ride
f*ck this sympathy ho, hit you in your El Camino
Got that eight figure park deal, n*gga still quit to sling dope
Get high blowin' that smoke, I die before I go broke
Your baby mama my thot, my eighth year I’m still high
Your house less than my watch, my watch over your life
Ain’t no b*tch bad than my b*tch and I f*cked your b*tch twice
Boss sippin' that drank, Boss twistin' that dank
Boss gettin' that bank, just bought Holyfield’s estate
That’s just weed money lil n*gga, where your money lil n*gga
Leave a hole in your n*gga, when we run down on your n*gga
Punk (gunshots)

[Hook]

[Outro]
I don’t give no f*cks
Yeeaah
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