those lyrics seem like they don't have a meaning, but that's the point
the subject literally does not give a fuck enough to stop his reckless behaviour, make coherent rhymes, or even write good lyrics
and the subject does not care how you feel about it
(shout out to all my niggas in the hood, shout out to my pops, free my pops)
(free my nigga tarell, free my nigga steven, shout out to my momma)
(we gettin' out of the hood, momma)
(don't worry)
(YUH) i be walkin down the street eatin cornballs
(YUH) i be pouring oil on the floor so you can fall
(SKRT) i be making you so mad you be havin' fits
(yeah) and i do it 'cause i really do not give a shit
uh, yeah, bitch i don't give a shit (x3)
and if you do not like it you can eat my fuckin' fist
we stop a nigga from getting too mouthy
we knock 'em out and right back to the south-y
bitch, call me out and say 'that didn't rhyme'
and you best believe that you'll be out of time
(OH) well, i do, baby come through
your boy a chef too, i'll even make you some food
and i will take you, away from this nigga
and i do not give a fuck if he gets triggered, leggo
we poppin off on some thug shit
we goin off on some thug shit
we ain't on that 'give you a hug' shit
bitch, we on that 'nip in the bud' shit
(UH) i'm on my grind, bitch and ain't nobody stopping me
(YUH) i'm on my ballin' shit and ain't nobody dropping me
(BITCH) i ain't a fish, nigga, ain't nobody flopping me
(SHIT) i ain't no floor, bitch, ain't nobody mopping me
(AY) you got a car that's saying 'AIN'T NOBODY WASHING ME'
(YEAH) you sit there laughing thinking ain't nobody watching me
(FUCK) you got a bitch thinking 'damn he make some good shit'
(OH) 'i wonder if he even give that good dick'
uh
check it
uh, uh, yeah
(YUH) i be walkin down the street eatin cornballs
(YUH) i be writing with magic marker on your walls
(SKRT) i be stealin all your girls and it ruins your luck
(yeah) and i do it 'cause i really do not give a fuck
uh, yeah, bitch i don't give a fuck (x3)
and if you do not like it you can find a dick to suck
Synths are dope though
those lyrics seem like they don't have a meaning, but that's the point the subject literally does not give a fuck enough to stop his reckless behaviour, make coherent rhymes, or even write good lyrics and the subject does not care how you feel about it
(shout out to all my niggas in the hood, shout out to my pops, free my pops) (free my nigga tarell, free my nigga steven, shout out to my momma) (we gettin' out of the hood, momma) (don't worry)
(YUH) i be walkin down the street eatin cornballs (YUH) i be pouring oil on the floor so you can fall (SKRT) i be making you so mad you be havin' fits (yeah) and i do it 'cause i really do not give a shit uh, yeah, bitch i don't give a shit (x3) and if you do not like it you can eat my fuckin' fist
we stop a nigga from getting too mouthy we knock 'em out and right back to the south-y bitch, call me out and say 'that didn't rhyme' and you best believe that you'll be out of time
(OH) well, i do, baby come through your boy a chef too, i'll even make you some food and i will take you, away from this nigga and i do not give a fuck if he gets triggered, leggo we poppin off on some thug shit we goin off on some thug shit we ain't on that 'give you a hug' shit bitch, we on that 'nip in the bud' shit
(UH) i'm on my grind, bitch and ain't nobody stopping me (YUH) i'm on my ballin' shit and ain't nobody dropping me (BITCH) i ain't a fish, nigga, ain't nobody flopping me (SHIT) i ain't no floor, bitch, ain't nobody mopping me (AY) you got a car that's saying 'AIN'T NOBODY WASHING ME' (YEAH) you sit there laughing thinking ain't nobody watching me (FUCK) you got a bitch thinking 'damn he make some good shit' (OH) 'i wonder if he even give that good dick'
uh check it uh, uh, yeah (YUH) i be walkin down the street eatin cornballs (YUH) i be writing with magic marker on your walls (SKRT) i be stealin all your girls and it ruins your luck (yeah) and i do it 'cause i really do not give a fuck uh, yeah, bitch i don't give a fuck (x3) and if you do not like it you can find a dick to suck
i should remix this
damnn
ayeee
yuh yuh
ayye
Uh-oh. Hold up. Here we go.
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