IDGAF lyrics

[Intro]
I ain't gon' lie, a n*gga be goin' through sh*t too though, man
Lost a couple of people, you n*ggas can't tell
Not to no gun violence though
Hard body

[Chorus]
n*ggas doubted me (Yeah)
Give no f*ck about 'em (Uh-uh)
We can talk about B's, but who all made two hundred thousand? (No one)
I get fresh, don't got no stylist (No one, no one)
Hell Tracky need a wheel alignment
I only pop out at nighttime
Glock got a flashlight, that b*tch blind 'em (Bah, bah)

[Verse]
I don't even know how we got opps, ain't nobody did sh*t to us (No bap, we good)
We treat n*ggas just like toilets, hit they blocks and leave 'em flushed (Like what, like what?)
n*gga tryna play dead just like Andy, you can take some more, get up (Ha, no bap)
That's okay, Big Opp gon' stand over, you know foenem do too much (Bop, bop, bop, bop, bop, bop)
Drop three in my soda Crush
Make a bad b*tch bubble bust (No)
No, I cannot cuff a sl*t
I be somewhere cuffin' bucks
My L.A. ho do too much
But she listen, ho, shut up
Last year, when I wasn't rappin, now I'm in hot cars, boy, you f*cked
All my savages on tweak sh*t, you on opp sh*t, that's a plus (No bap)
You lost five guys, I wish you would stop woofin', defense, that's a must (No bappin')
The work don't stop, I was just in New York in the back recordin' in a Bentley truck (No bappin', no bappin')
High off lean, on my way back home from the stu', just crashed out, what the f*ck?
You swerve wrong, you get f*cked up, ain't gon' lie, I know it's dumb
No bap, I am a gangster, n*ggas goofy, they be frontin' (Yep)
Uh, we put n*ggas on hangers, shout out 40, he the one (No bap)
Winter time, I tote thirties, summertime, come with my drum (Yeah, yeah)
Uh, cook sh*t like chicken curry, n*ggas food, we chop 'em up
Uh, no bap, I'm rich 4L or dead, I won't have a son
Cross sh*t like Kendrick Nunn, n*ggas can't hoop, they be buns (Buns)
They can't go hat for hat or rack for rack, these tough-ass bums (Bums)
We spin sh*t while the sun up, we been here since crack of dawn
And your lil' ho a thottie, she at my house off the Don' (Lil' thot cheeks)
Boy, we do hits for fun (Lil' thot cheeks)
n*ggas get hit and bleed out
Bullets changin' his shirt color, these n*ggas know what we 'bout (This sh*t bad)
n*ggas know how I'm bleedin', my first mission, let off squeezin' (Uh-huh)
Every day, I pray to God, but I ain't gon' lie, I feel a demon (Not gon' bap)
Ain't gon' bap, I don't need no reason
I ain't gon' bap, I move strategic (No mission)
Ain't gon' bap, these n*ggas b*tches (Rap check)
Get out the way, boy, it's my season (Get up off me)
[Chorus]
n*ggas doubted me (Yeah)
Give no f*ck about 'em (Uh-uh)
We can talk about B's, but who all made two hundred thousand?
I get fresh, don't got no stylist
Hell Tracky need a wheel alignment
I only pop out at nighttime (Who want it?)
Glock got a flashlight, that b*tch blind 'em (Another one)
n*ggas doubted me (Yeah)
Give no f*ck about 'em (Uh-uh)
We can talk about B's, but who all made two hundred thousand? (Who want it?)
I get fresh, don't got no stylist (Another one)
Hell Tracky need a wheel alignment (Yeah)
I only pop out at nighttime (I'm a youngin)
Glock got a flashlight, that b*tch blind 'em (On some sh*t)

[Outro]
What's goin'? I'm up dog sh*t
What's good? (Dog sh*t)
Y'all know how the f*ck we comin', Bathh sh*t, we doin' good in this b*tch, man (I'm up dog sh*t, I'm up dog sh*t, I'm up dog sh*t, I'm up dog sh*t, I'm up dog sh*t, I'm up dog sh*t)
Y'all know how the f*ck we rockin', man, this sh*t all the way from L.A. right now
Foenem in L.A., man, you know how the f*ck we comin', man (I'm up dog sh*t, I'm up dog sh*t, we on that, we on that)
Bathh, Bathh, Bathh
On foenem