dont care

Lyrics

[Intro] I probably have flashbacks (Digging my own grave) I probably have flashbacks [Chorus] Don't care what these niggas gon' say, nigga, go do it, yeah Lot of numbers callin', they not saved, I'm like, "Who this?" Yeah Got hoes in line cookin' chicken up, it was like Hooters, yeah They was tryna hate, fuckin' up the wave, they was tryna boot us, yeah (Klrrr) Scratch that, I'm fuckin' on a buddhist They be on my dick, they thought I was a nudist This bitch thought I was choosin' These niggas be gay tryna call you fruity No, this not no movie Big ass house and I don't got no roomies Walked up tryna press, you ain't got no toolie Got a big ass heart, I won't do that to you [Verse] Shit, nah, [?] niggas just fuck with me [?], now niggas wanna hoe me That's why I gotta leave thеse holeys Gotta leavе you holey, I gotta have a hundred rounds in my chop Catch you outside, I'll bust this bitch, I bet it won't stop Bet it won't stop, yeah (Ooh, yeah) You and that ho, I bet she gon' rock Bet she gon' rock, yeah, yeah (Ooh) I'm with yo' bitch, I bet she on top I bet she on top, yeah, yeah I kick the ho out, yeah I kick the ho out, you get kicked out by yo' ho [Bridge] Let these niggas rot Every time that I sleep I just see black I don't dream, I just— And I had lost my taste for the Percocet I'm not a fiend [Chorus] Don't care what these niggas gon' say, nigga, go do it, yeah Lot of numbers callin', they not saved, I'm like, "Who this?" Yeah Got hoes in line cookin' chicken up, it was like Hooters, yeah They was tryna hate, fuckin' up the wave, they was tryna boot us, yeah (Klrrr) Scratch that, I'm fuckin' on a buddhist They be on my dick, they thought I was a nudist This bitch thought I was choosin' These niggas be gay tryna call you fruity No, this not no movie Big ass house and I don't got no roomies Walked up tryna press, you ain't got no toolie Got a big ass heart, I won't do that to you Shit, nah, [?] niggas just fuck with me [?], now niggas wanna hoe me [Outro] Let these niggas rot