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lirik lagu couldnt care less! – priznero

(you say you love me, i don’t give a sh*t!)

this* this an ak with a clip (ha!)

my money tall as a b*tch (ha!)
put me on a song you can’t miss (nah!)
i got the lean in my p*ss
he stealing my flow he my son, stupid ass n*gga, got too many kids (ew)

i get the bands all day, i pop too many pills, on the xan’s all day
lil boy get shot, don’t stand in my way
i’m a real ass n*gga, don’t plan my way, nah
i do not need me a plan, if i want to be rich i’m a get to the bag
if i walk in the function, they know who i am
you can’t do what i do, so just do what you can

how the h*ll you got no money and you trying to educate me onto getting some racks?
ha, that does it, i’m sick of your ass
beating that n*gga and stealing his cash
these n*ggas know who the best
shut it up i don’t hear no protest
my ex say he hate me, hе say i’m the worst, if i’m honest, i couldn’t care lеss

flip the packs all day
and i stay with my shooters in the trap all day
and she playing my song, shake that ass all day
and my gun is a cop, shoot blacks all day
and he not really on it, shoot blanks all day
12 on my ass every godd*mn day and we hitting a right cause the bag that way
and my n*gga submissive, he do what i say
(you say you love me, i don’t give a sh*t!)

this an ak with a clip (woah)
my money tall as a b*tch (ha)
put me on a song you can’t miss (nah)
i got the lean in my p*ss
he stealing my flow he my son, stupid ass n*gga, got too many kids (ew)

i get the bands all day, i pop too many pills on the xan’s all day
lil boy get shot, don’t stand in my way
i’m a real ass n*gga don’t plan my way, nah
i do not need me a plan, if i want to be rich i’m a get to the bag
if i walk in the function, they know who i am
you can’t do what i do, so just do what you can

my n*gga just do what i do
pockets green and it look like some goo
ha, ha, ha, achoo
allergic to broke n*ggas, i got the flu and my glock on waist
and it stuck like some glue
hundred bands and it stay in a suitcase
i do not care what he say
i do not care what she say
i want to f*ck every time i see money
that sh*t make me h*rny, don’t know what to say
ima be honest i hate all you n*ggas apart from the 3 that keep making my day
me, myself and i b*tch, the h*ll did you think i’m a say?
i’m the goat and it ain’t no debate
choppas out, we ain’t come get to play
(you say you love me, i don’t give a sh*t!)

this an ak with a clip (woah)
my money tall as a b*tch (ha)
put me on a song you can’t miss (nah)
i got the lean in my p*ss
he stealing my flow he my son, stupid ass n*gga, got too many kids (ew)

f*ck it i’m driving the bus
she giving head in the back in the head bus
my chopper so g*y is see men and it buss
i got to get to the bag, is a must
i told my momma that i wouldn’t cuss in the song little n*gga i lied, ha
it’s all from the top off my head, so i’m sorry but momma i tried, ya
(i mean, i did try)
back it up! you a shooter? back it up!
you got pistols, stick it up
his music suck, don’t big it up
lame ass n*gga give it up, ion’ want to hear none of your sh*t
turn it off, cause’ your music it stink
you not that guy, yeah you know you not him, ha!

- priznero

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