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[chorus: jayskrilla]
i don’t give two f*cks ’bout you (d*mn)
me and [?], up in that coupe, we gon’ bust at you (bust down)
[?] pants on, f*ck with a red bomb (yeah)
she wanna f*ck with me, ’cause i got bands, ho, b*bands, ho, d*mn (okay)
but i need you, in my life (oh)
i know i’m doin’ sh*t so wrong, but it’s feelin’ so right (so right, yeah)
i’m in the corner on the telly, mixin’ juice with my sprite
i’m sniffin’ lines out the b*tch titty, f*ck her tonight (oh, yeah)
oh, yeah, okay, b*tch, i’ma roll me a backwood (okay, oh, ay)
i’m finna sign that f*cking deal, if the bag good (i am)
i put my mans, up to this sh*t, so he can’t go back
i’m runnin’ out of all this drop, i need mo’ gas

[verse: kahleation]
uh
i’m tired of [?], i do not need that b*tch (do not need that b*tch)
and my twin went for that pic, he got few [?] on that blade, tho’
i got 3.5, this sh*t baked, i’m with ally, chillin’ with jay
i’m gon’ step up, sh*t get simple
[?] no problem, like, i’m in’ a mil’, oh
in that coupe got bone, up in that back (in that back)
if i wanted to, then i could catch a head (catch a*catch a head)
then i carve the bullet, in that ski mask
i jus’ got an idea, jus’ told ’em, put [?] in the grass
no, they can’t get with us
i be with lil’ skrilla, we ride presidential, black truck
i jus’ got my tats, uh
no we can’t let, bruh, i don’t give no f*ck, bruh
we jus’ slide up in that park, f*ck a [scarecrow?]
[chorus: jayskrilla]
i don’t give two f*cks ’bout you (d*mn)
me and [?], up in that coupe, we gon’ bust at you (bust down)
[?] pants on, f*ck with a red bomb (yeah)
she wanna f*ck with me, ’cause i got bands, ho, b*bands, ho, d*mn (okay)
but i need you, in my life (oh)
i know i’m doin’ sh*t so wrong, but it’s feelin’ so right (so right, yeah)
i’m in the corner on the telly, mixin’ juice with my sprite
i’m sniffin’ lines out the b*tch titty, f*ck her tonight (oh, yeah)
oh, yeah, okay, b*tch, i’ma roll me a backwood (okay, oh yeah)
i’m finna sign that f*cking deal, if the bag good (i am)
i put my mans, up to this sh*t, so he can’t go back
i’m runnin’ out of all this drop, i need mo’ gas

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