I don't give a fuck One day imma let you see that I don't give a fuck Just leave me in the back You really do love your friends more than me Go ahead and go out with your friends Keep spending my ins All I'm gonna do is win That's fucked up

Everything's corrupt Everything's fucked up Everything's bout a buck, we shit outta luck Blood used to be thicker than water Now it depends on what kinda water you talkin' about Niggas'll kill they momma over that almighty dollar Yeah, you know me, Super

Creepin' out the cut with my yams, now I want some hay Serve on, se-serve on, now you know I'm out it hard (Ay, Yung Mutt) (Ya, ya, ya, ya, ya, ya) Mirror, mirror on the wall Who the fuck was that ugly ass boy I saw? Yung Mutt with the dumbfuck Dirty

Oops, oops, ooh Fuck a nigga's bitch, I'm like, "Oops" (oops) Pass her to the gang, nigga, that's an alley-oop (oop) Ridin' 'round town in an all-white coupe (yeah) Gang of bad bitches blow a nigga like soup (yeah) You was buyin' Polos, I was buyin'

I can see us in a house next year You'll be making your mind up You can figure out what goes where Everybody needs something all the fuckin' time It doesn't come that easy anyway Every time I try it never feels the way it did at the start This one for my

Please no more meeting at SoHo Please no more thinking we bro bros I ain't been seen in like oh I ain't been seen in like oh, no Fuckin' tired of comin' from Compton to go to Hollywood Fucking dinner meetings that last 30 minutes when traffic be like an

She said, when I be in the club Posted with my thugs, that I be so elegant She can't get enough I'm looking at your body, yeah and I can't get enough Just know, it ain't fuckin' love I'm getting to the money and the money come alive She can't get enough

Red Mercedes beam, it's a different type This shit so clean, I put that on my life With my niggas in my red Mercedes Attitude like fuck you, pay me Rolling deeper than Adele when we go out If the ladies show up, then we show out With my girl in my red

Baby you gotta know that I'm just out here doin' what I gotta do For me and you and we eatin' So bitch why the fuck is you trippin'. I'm takin' these chances my head to the sky, my feet on the ground My fingers to the judge if the money don't move Then

Get up off my dick, ho That's an unassuming dick, though Look around the boy, wouldn't raised they head Now they looking at the boy like the main event He don't even got a rap sheet, looking like a mathlete How the fuck is he the one that come in with