1-800-IDGAF

Lyrics

[Chorus: Khary] Heard ya heard my new shit Brr, brr, new number, who this? Ayy Heard ya heard my new shit Brr, brr, new number, who this? Ayy I know a whole lotta women Brr, brr, new number who this? Aye! I know a whole lotta niggas Brr, brr, new number, who this? (Ayy!) This that 1-800- I-Don't-Give-A-Fuck-About-You (Fuck about you) Please get off my line There is no one to talk to (One to talk to) I'm doin' just fine I'll have my people call you (People call you, hahaha) Hold up, never mind We gon' press that dial (Woo!) [Verse 1: Khary] Uh, I used to hold my tongue (Yeah) Now I french-kiss bitches, and I know they sprung (Yeah) T-Pain with the dreads and the Kirsten Dunst (Ayy) That mean she borderline racist but her head on point (Ahahaha!) I can't help that she like niggas Nelly and Kelly Rowland with Dilemmas (Dilemmas!) She hit my two-way from a XL sheet (Skrrt, skrrt!) Feelin' ignorant as fuck like an XL beef (Skrrt, skrrt!) Next year, I swear, they better double-XL me (Better double-XL me) Nigga, I am twice the rapper, you can't afford the price on the wrapper (Ayy, yeah) Came up from the middle of nowhere (Nowhere) I'm probably better off in Nebraska You can't see me, like Cena (Ayy) You won't see me, like Casper, actin' all friendly and shit (Nah, fuck that) Hilarity ensues right after Slavery's dead, but they still hangin' niggas from rafters (Ayy, woo, woo, woo!) Bet you'd never thought you'd see a Chicken chest nigga do it like this, ayy (Do it like this) Had to cut a bitch off 'Cause she said I look like Jaden Smith, ayy (Jaden Smith) Big Philly-style, cheesy Philly-style Niggas servin' up the dish, ayy (Servin' up the dish?) Khary ain't sorry On the real, I don't really give a shit! (Shit!) Wayne Gretzky with the hat tricks (Hat tricks) You don't got no talent (No talent), your bitch is so ratchet The type to say, "Salaad!" ("Salaad"?) Bitch, it's a salad, stop tryna sound fancy (It's a salad, stop it) Admit, I get antsy, take the food out your pantry (Oh! Uh-huh) Go ghost on 'em, Tom with the Clancy (Uh-huh) You swear you a star, like Patrick (Woo!) Square-ass-Spongebob-niggas in the ocean with Sandy (Woo, woo) [Chorus: Khary] Heard ya heard my new shit Brr, brr, new number, who this? Ayy Heard ya heard my new shit Brr, brr, new number, who this? Ayy I know a whole lotta women Brr, brr, new number who this? Aye! I know a whole lotta niggas Brr, brr, new number, who this? (Ayy!) This that 1-800- I-Don't-Give-A-Fuck-About-You (Fuck about you) Please get off my line There is no one to talk to (One to talk to) I'm doin' just fine I'll have my people call you (People call you, hahaha) Hold up, never mind We gon' press that dial (Woo!) [Verse 2: Khary] Well, what do you know? The kid with the nastiest flow (Know, flow) Found himself on the grassiest knoll (Knoll) Now I'm passing the Go, they still won't give me my two-hundred (Woo!) Leonidas' slashin' they throats (Yeah) The real deal, I been slashin' they quotes (Yeah) Kill careers, then I'll laugh at the G.O.A.T.s (Laugh at the G.O.A.T.s) Patrick Neal on some legend-, wait for it... (Wait for it) 'Dary; I'm not what they used to I get why they're starin', a league of (Ayy) My own, no, they cannot compare me, a Libra (Nah) But I brought the fires that Aries (Fires of Aries) Creator, I guess I'm more Tyler than Perry (Tyler than Perry) You signed him, you gave him a deal, and it's scary (Yeah) We hop on that stage, but the resource they bury (Yeah) I thought I was the opener, how I flex on your fans, like I'm Hulk Hogan, bruh Boxin' 'em up 'til I get the Golden Gloves (Golden Gloves) I wanna swing (Swing) I need a couple of rings for the team (Team) I see you shopping and coppin' Supreme But I want the stock option to cop that supreme (I'm on that shit) I took that chance that you were scared to give me (Oh!) Picked my own cotton, I'm rockin' my dreams (My own shit) Creative capital, shout out to my city Revenge of the Interns, they coppin' my tees (Yeah) Amazin' the grace, I put the peas on the plate (Peas on that plate) You wouldn't beat me in my place (Nah) Look at me, look at me, I am the captain now Nigga, look me in my face Even when my figures' eight, you will not see me icy (Ayy, nah) I don't got a thing to prove to these hypebeasts (Woo!) If Nike ain't the one that's cuttin' the check (Ayy) Then I ain't checkin' for a nigga in Nikes