( self produced )

I don’t give a fuck about none
I’ve been smoking so loud
Hey yo bitch go quiet whenever I come out
Smoking up on this, this
Look, my wrist like Donald Duck
I don’t give a fuck, fuck
Put it in my cup

Yeah I’m wavy on this shit
I’m boutta be poppin
I can’t feel my nuts
Upon my table
Bitch, I pop in

I don’t give a fuck about
20 bando by my pocket
I be smokin hella loud
Everyday when I be waking up
Money coming right back up
I slow that bitch up in the track
Boy, I don’t do no diss track

I came up upon the scene
Put my tracksuit
Don’t slam the door out of my whip
I’ma just smack a bitch up in her face
Double digit bank account
Spin the block and ride around
Cruising through the neighborhood so fucking late at night

TRACKSUIT

you boys still making cash upon the marketplace
b***h i do it easy-mode
i do it with the double-face
i don't give a daam if you boys gonna feel a daam

i put money in the bank cause i put this upon me head
run it back by my BAPE tracksuit
give a daam if you dont feel me
buy a bag of f***ing wedding cake
smoke this s**t up in my whip it's boutta be a double lane
f***, i dont give a daam

i dont run it back up on no ballin s**t
b***h i just be poppin up
i do not give a single f**k
money like these h**s cause i can't get this s**t away from me

i don't smoke no STIIIZY b***h i only smoke blunts
if the music doesn't work i might just start an ONLYFANS
imma put a skimask and go rob a place
while im robotripping off this fucking robitussin
p***y you would never catch me lackin
i would never

man i like your watch
i don't like your wrist
imma cut this s**t and imma take it when i want
put it by my, put it by my
put it by my d**k and you better beg for it cause 
i'm a nasty motherf****r

EVIL IN DISGUISE

kruushr

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