#dontwannahearit lyrics

[Intro: 44yotta]
I'm a muthaf*ckin' goat, they don't wanna hear it
Bad b*tch got me sick, I wonder if she cure it
Rappin' kinda hungry, so I need some f*ckin' hummus
Keepin' it a stack, yeah, these ain't no f*ckin' ones, b*tch
(Tactical nuke, incoming)

[Verse 1: 44yotta]
I'm a muthaf*ckin' goat, they don't wanna hear it
Bad b*tch got me sick, I wonder if she cure it
Rappin' kinda hungry, so I need some f*ckin' hummus
Keepin' it a stack, yeah, these ain't no f*ckin' ones, b*tch
And I'm just goin' with the punches
Layne coughin' so hard, he don't know where his lungs is
And I'm callin' up a taxi
sh*t was kinda fake, i'm getting head up in the back seat
(My thirty-four year old daughter Danielle is extremely anorexic and bulimic)
(Waici, you b*tch)

[Verse 2: forestwlkr]
What thе f*ck you doin'? You got kids, you a deadbeat
Nah, I'm not off beat, just too fast, likе an athlete
b*tch, I'm way too high, you will never catch me
And I'm cruising 'round with my muhf*ckin' bestie, bestie, bestie
(Waici, you b*tch)
What the f*ck you doin'? You got kids, you a deadbeat
Nah, I'm not off beat, just too fast, like an athlete
b*tch, I'm way too high, you will never catch me
And I'm cruising 'round with my muhf*ckin' bestie
Shoot with the lefty, her booty hefty
She's on my balls, yeah, she's all on my testi's
Like why you texting me? Not finna sell you Ecstasy
Cooking forest tapes, oh, yeah, I got the recipe
She a lil' ho wanting to get the best of me
Come back lil' b*tch, I'm here
Got these diamonds in my ear
Got these diamonds in my ear
[Outro]
(Tactical nuke, incoming)
(Hey, this is art, cooking, is art)