Ayy

(Ooh, DJ C3nturii, you makin' beats now?)

Go (you makin' beats now?)

Ayy

I don't give a f**k 'bout none of that shit ('bout none of that shit)

'Bout none of that shit (none of that shit)

I don't give a f**k 'bout none of that shit (ayy, uh, none of that shit)

'Bout none of that shit (none of that shit)

I don't give a f**k 'bout none of that shit (woah, none of that shit)

'Bout none of that shit (none of that shit)

I don't give a f**k 'bout none of that shit (uh-uh, none of that shit, ayy)

'Bout none of that shit (none of that shit)

N**a, want war? Just say that, uh (woah, say that shit)

Where I'm from, we don't play that, uh (what?)

N**a I'm with gon' spray that, uh (brr)

Faceshot, he'll send that, uh (gang)

N**a, want war? Just say that, uh (say that shit)

Where I'm from, we don't play that, uh (yeah)

Niggas I'm with gon' spray that, uh (boom, boom)

Faceshot, he'll send that, uh (ayy)

Spend that shit then get it back (get it back)

Broke b**h never seen a hundred racks (huh)

If you want smoke then pull up with a pack (ayy)

Draw a red dot, so I know where you at (grrt)

Writin' this verse in a Maybach

I'm from Kentucky, he wild for this cat (ooh)

I'm a bad b**h with my own dough

Diamond dancin' like a snow cone (ice)

Skin lookin' like rose gold

New n**a callin' my old phone

'Cause I hate a n**a who be lyin' on his d**k (b**h)

Silly b**h pop shit from the comments

I don't give a f**k 'bout none of that shit

Well, when they hop online they got so much to say (huh?)

H**s never told that shit to my face (say that)

I don't give a f**k about none of that

They know when Dream on a track, that I'm runnin' that

I book a studio session, go dumb in that

Rawest b**h rappin', he wanna cum in that

I don't have none of that, none of that (nope)

Lot of niggas is clown, we make fun of that (haha)

All my jewelry is froze, where the summer at?

I been raisin' bitches, had enough of that (aw)

Damn, where your mother at?

I got YSL drippin', where Gunna at?

I got cash money spendin', where Stunna at?

No, I don't play with my paper, no fun it that (mm-mm)

Rather play with my p**y and cum to that

Walkin' on verses, and makin' them sick (ah)

They talkin' shit, and then ask for a pic (woo)

You worried about a mugshot and a kid? (Uh)

I don't give a f**k about none of that shit

None of that smoke

All of this gas 'til a b**h get choked

Pop your top, ain't spillin' no coke

My niggas don't clown, come tell us a joke

Job get done, in and out like a stroke

Ain't talkin' 'bout f**n' a b**h, gettin' poked

Ain't talkin' 'bout p**y, and she gettin' soaked

I bury her deep, it come like a throat, uh

Not like that, why you cappin' and shit?

Ivory back in this b**h

Slapped that ho, bro, slappin' the clip

No one night stand, I bang it and dip

Pullin' up slow, handle it quick

All of this dough, all of this drip

Oh, he a gangster? Baggin' a brick

He packin' a pole, I fancy a strip

I be talkin' my shit, got a potty mouth

Make him sing to the box, oh, you Roddy now? (Oh)

Can't see me on the track or in life

Only thing that's big about a b**h is a body count (what's big, sweetie?)

I ain't with none of that shit

If it ain't that M's, we ain't takin' no late offers

Let a ho try my n**a like she Porsha

I bet I beat the breaks off her (try me, ho)

Keep a n**a with a Glock, did time in the pen

Gettin' bread on the block in them butter wheat Timbs (no cap)

Push to start my car like I'm pushin' my pen (skrrt)

Couldn't do it like me if that b**h my twin

Name hold weight, you can bring that scale out (on gang)

Trap boy, tell him, "Send that mail out"

Pulled up, ho start runnin' like "Get Out"

B**h really my son, I should bring my foot out (I should wet yo' ass, b**h)

All of that talkin' and woofin' you doin'

Now you out of breath, gasp for help

My shooter, he kin to me, soldier step

Rich than a b**h, ate baloney in jail (uh-huh)

Be quiet, the murderers talkin' (shh)

Sneak dissin' us, never heard about him

Wrong move, b**h, for certain he got him (boom)

Cook a opp b**h like Baskin & Robbins (let's go)

Ayy, you can't get shit for the freebie (uh-uh)

Might be f**n' that n**a, but you ain't me (b**h)

I'ma puff, puff, pass that n**a, you should thank me

Everybody love me, b**h, like Raymond (uh, what?)

I'm a wild lil' b**h, my n**a can't tame me (what?)

Rich-ass n**a, I still won't date him (uh-uh)

He ate me once, I still won't date him (date him)

These weak-ass bitches mad, hatin' (mad)

To be honest, I ain't even give a f**k 'bout the rap shit (uh-uh)

Von told me, "Go crazy with the rap shit"

Killin' these h**s in reverse like a MAC stick (boom)

First day, 100K, hit a back flip (grrah)

Had to hide them poles, laws at the door (gang)

Locked up, he Zelle out, bailout

VVs, iced out my grin now

B**h, f**k you, 'cause we been done fell out

Ayy

I don't give a f**k 'bout none of that shit ('bout none of that shit)

'Bout none of that shit (none of that shit)

I don't give a f**k 'bout none of that shit (ayy, uh, none of that shit)

'Bout none of that shit (none of that shit)

I don't give a f**k 'bout none of that shit (woah, none of that shit)

'Bout none of that shit (none of that shit)

I don't give a f**k 'bout none of that shit (uh-uh, none of that shit)

'Bout none of that shit (ayy)

N**a, want war? Just say that, uh (woah, say that shit)

Where I'm from, we don't play that, uh (what?)

Niggas I'm with gon' spray that, uh (boom, boom)

Faceshot, he'll send that, uh (yeah, ayy)

N**a, want war? Just say that, uh (say that shit)

Where I'm from, we don't play that, uh (play that b**h)

Niggas I'm with gon' spray that, uh (boom, boom)

Faceshot, he'll send that, uh (ayy)

N**a, want war? Just say that, uh

N**a, want war? Just say that, uh

N**a, want war? Just say that, uh

N**a, want war? Just say that, uh