I.D.G.A.F lyrics

[Verse 1: UU]
b*tch, I ain't a blood but if I was, I'd be a blood
Looking for the plug, hit me up, I need more drugs
Shawty called me up, tryna f*ck, she need more love
Drinks, bring em up, get a cup, watch me pour it up
Money on my mind, I don't mind, might just spend a dime
Shawty looking fine, give me time to look through your mind
Look and you will find, got no time to be off my grind
pus*y n*ggas never want beef, uh, pork rinds
Ahhh, I just might take off straight to Venus
She gon' get f*cked if she look at my p*nis
You high as f*ck if you really think that you can win this
We'll f*ck you up and make sure everybody's here to witness
Are you listening?
Can you listen to me, Linda?
You n*ggas sweet and artificial, something like Splenda
I'm sittin' at the top, but I'm a 5'7 n*gga
I got K's in the bank like I'm in a Klan n*gga

[Chorus: UU]
Woah, you n*ggas know I got the power, n*gga
Huh, I f*ck yo b*tch for 'bout an hour, n*gga
Yeah, you got the nerve to be mad at me?
Yeah, then I'ma f*ck her in the shower, n*gga
Yeah, I made this song cause I don't give a f*ck
Yeah, you hiding from me like a tummy tuck
Finesse a check, get it back, then we cash it
All you n*ggas see through, something like plastic
[Verse 2: UU]
b*tch, I ain't a crip, but if I was, I'd be a crip
Walkin' with a limp, like a pimp, that's that crip walk
Let the chips talk, you don't wanna see me p*ssed off
Make yo ass take a f*ckin' flight, lift off
b*tch, I don't bang, but if I did, I'd be in a gang
Let my nuts hang, swang, swang, slang, slang, slang
Got her leg shaking so I call her jangalang-lang
Love it when she tell me that she loves my dangalang-lang
Lotta y'all be rappin', but y'all always say the same thing
Got an Asian b*tch, think her last name is Ling-Ling
Funny how a n*gga get them notes, but I can't sing
This a celebration, make a toast, ting, ting!
I would like to show appreciation to everybody
That told me that I'd never make it
I've always been a real one, I never had to fake it
A n*gga stay droppin' heat without no ventilation
Don't need a vacation

[Chorus: UU]
Woah, you n*ggas know I got the power, n*gga
Huh, I f*ck yo b*tch for 'bout an hour, n*gga
Yeah, you got the nerve to be mad at me?
Yeah, then I'ma f*ck her in the shower, n*gga
Yeah, I made this song cause I don't give a f*ck
Yeah, you hiding from me like a tummy tuck
Finesse a check, get it back, then we cash it
All you n*ggas see through, something like plastic
[Verse 3: DBangz]
b*tch, I'm taking booty, boarding vessels like a pirate
I like white girls, they either German or they probably Irish
b*tch a passenger, she bending over, toppin' up the pilot
Them n*ggas tried to sell me and I still ain't buy it
If I get back with my ex then you know I'm starting a riot
I was 14 when they barely started to like it
I'm the best in my city, yo ass retarded to fight it
Throw the gloves off, you know Mike Tyson
Let's get to fighting, huh!
Y'all Kakashi, ain't no stoppin' all the copyin'
It's Blueface, we hide the wet sign and get to moppin' em
That's Ducati, two little bodies, you know we coppin' em
New rappers, same flows, y'all a repeat of homonyms
Saying I'm the best isn't nothing above a compliment
I'm still on top and still ain't flexin' accomplishments
Put me on any track and I'll prove to be competent
I'm burying the enemy cause I'm carrying confidence

[Chorus: UU]
Woah, you n*ggas know I got the power, n*gga
Huh, I f*ck yo b*tch for 'bout an hour, n*gga
Yeah, you got the nerve to be mad at me?
Yeah, then I'ma f*ck her in the shower, n*gga
Yeah, I made this song cause I don't give a f*ck
Yeah, you hiding from me like a tummy tuck
Finesse a check, get it back, then we cash it
All you n*ggas see through, something like plastic
[Verse 4: J.Norm]
Yo b*tch said my di*k is fantastic
We gon' f*ckin' make it classic
Round two, it's just remastered
My sex drive always thrive on the mattress
Spark the flame, got the games now, get the matches
When we done, I'ma make her pus*y hold the ashes
b*tch, I'm classless, you my slave, don't hide the lashes
Beat it up like I'm Cashes
Thought you licked me, b*tch, I got several stashes
Mad at me cause I got an STD and probably gave you rashes
b*tch, I don't give a f*ck, I see a hole then blast it
A black bast*rd, I'll f*ck your body in a casket
b*tch, I mastered the art of rhyme in due time
You see disaster, after that, comes the laughter
I just came to f*ck, I don't care what happens after
Only thick b*tches on my team, if she lean we won't draft her
Don't cry like Kawhi, b*tch, you with the Raptors

[Chorus: UU & J.Norm]
Woah, you n*ggas know I got the power, n*gga
(I told y'all n*ggas y'all ain't ready, mane)
Huh, I f*ck yo b*tch for 'bout an hour, n*gga
(f*ck all these b*tch ass n*ggas)
Yeah, you got the nerve to be mad at me?
(f*ck all you hoe ass b*tches)
Yeah, then I'ma f*ck her in the shower, n*gga
Yeah, I made this song cause I don't give a f*ck
(It's chlamydia on my di*k till the death of me, n*gga)
Yeah, you hiding from me like a tummy tuck
(f*ck all of y'all, I don't give a f*ck)