You see me pullin' up so mean but I'm clean tho, smokin' on the best wood you na never seen ho
And yeah I don't give a f*ck bout none of these sea hoes, i pulled of so quick she ain't even know
Hold up! b*tch quit talkin' while i roll up, All black whip because i mixed every color
I ain't Chief Keef but i still go [?], I don't give a f*ck bout who you are
Two-Forty boys comin' thru like a race car, she said say do you wanna go and hit the bar
I said no I'm only here to set the bar, real talk f*ck y'all I don't give a f*ck now
Who!
Now you could see it in her face all she wanna do is touch now, touch down lemme smoke blunt now
Sit down girl i don't wanna hear sh*t now, All you little rappers need a hit now
Well i don't give a sh*t i could make a hit without my damn fist out, what now why he lookin' p*ssed off
I could care bout a boy for a year then im p*ssed off, and any of you n*ggas with your necks out
Talking sh*t because you can't win and your locked out, cools for my n*ggas on the clock now
Make sure you smoke a blunt just as soon as you clock out, tell the little boy put the Glock down
n*gga!
sh*t