The harpman of the axe lyrics

Yeah
It's all around us, aye aye
Ah yeah
Oh, oh yeah
b*tch I'm counting, uh, yeah yeah
b*tch I'm counting money, and it's meaningless
Uh, think you're funny? Really no discussion
Uh uh
First off
All of our material, lay it down
And you on that motherf*cking hating route, yeah
I ain't trippin' bout no b*tch, I'm laying down
I ain't trippin' 'bout no money, f*ck her, I'ma spend it all
f*ck what I got in the bank, I'm finna rip it up
f*ck what you got in yo sh*t, I'ma f*ck it up
Sword in my hand, gonna f*ck you up, lift you up
I can't give a f*ck bro, I can't give a f*ck bro
I can't give a f*ck bro, I can't give a f*ck bro

Haha, I'm in the trees, too deep
I'm in the creek, swimming far into the reach
All black fit at the party, I'm discreet
I need to get up get up, yeah wake up on my feet
She ask where I'm from, I said "We all from the same place"
She ask wherе my necklace from, I said that it's a sacred chafе
O-S-X up in this b*tch in LA, drop the .wav
Tenflower in this bih, yeah, yeah I'm in this bih, uh, up in this bih, yeah, uh
Send this scary f*ck straight to the dark
f*ck all my jugging, I'ma run up bark
Could not give a f*ck, could not make it start, start