Zero f*cks lyrics

[Intro]
Talking about I'm hating on you b*tch how when I give this many f*cks
Talking bout I'm jealous when I give this many f*cks
Talking bout I be tweet watching but how b*tch when I give this many f*cks
Talking bout I want your man b*tch I give this many f*cks
I'll take that n*gga !
And still will give this many f*cks
Hell you talking bout !
Know the f*ck wrong with these hoes done lost they motherf*ckin' membrane b*tch !
You lost ya mind
You lost ya mind when you came for me
You lost ya mind when you came ... for me

[Hook: Omeretta]
I give this many f*cks about a n*gga and his money
I give this many f*cks about some b*tches hating on me
I give this many f*cks about who like me and who don't
I give this many f*cks about what you got going on
I give this many f*cks ( x5 )

[Verse 1: Lil Donald ]
I don't really give no f*cks
Never give a hoe no trust
Said yall n*ggas be dogs ( Forreal ? )
b*tch you just like us
b*tch you need to pour me up
b*tch you need to roll me up
Imma go dig in her throat
Let the b*tch throw me up
Ion give a f*ck bout no haters
n*gga you can keep on doing it
Ion give a f*ck about you biting
n*gga you can keep on chewing
Ion give a f*ck bout you talking
n*gga you can keep on talking
Yea we gone pull up with that action
Yea we gone pull up and start blasting
Unh unh
n*ggas ain't getting no money
That's why they hating on me
Yea yea
b*tch can't get her hair did
That's why they waiting on me
Yea yea
b*tch want her nails did
Yea but she wanna talk that sh*t
But ion give zero f*cks imma keep kicking my sh*t
[Hook: Omeretta]
I give this many f*cks about a n*gga and his money
I give this many f*cks about some b*tches hating on me
I give this many f*cks about who like me and who don't
I give this many f*cks about what you got going on
I give this many f*cks (x5)

[Verse 2: Omeretta]
I give this many no I give this many f*cks . none , zero , none , nada
Hoe be in drama all day
Lil baby ain't even got a dollar
I'm sitting back laughing at a b*tch
Cause I'm having way more flave
Every n*gga in the city want the kid
I got the juice like Donald say
You get the boot im tired of your face
If you ain't the crew
Get outta my space
Please don't get carried away
Please don't get buried today
Please let me boss you up
I promise I won't make a mistake
A hoe swear she getting money
I'm sorry to tell you yo bag is fake
I'm sorry to tell you yo n*gga in love
But I'm the type that won't give him a hug
Yeah im the type that push him to the side
You the type let him take over your ride
You gotta boss up you can't be average
You can't act hard if you are not tough
I use to be sweet but now I'm a savage
But b*tches know I never gave a f*ck
[Hook: Omeretta]
I I I give this many f*cks about a n*gga and his money
I give this many f*cks about some b*tches hating on me
I give this many f*cks about who like me and who don't
I give this many f*cks about what you got going on
I give this many f*cks ( x5 )