Aye, Matejko, I think that's the one, you know
Wait, did you say one
I don't give a f*ck bout a nigga or a bitch
I pop out and pop my shit
I don't give a f*ck bout a nigga or a bitch
I pop out and pop my shit
I don't give a f*ck bout a nigga or a bitch
I pop out and pop my shit
I don't give a f*ck bout a nigga or a bitch
I pop out and pop my shit
Bitch, I'm the truth
And that was no lie when I said it
Click, clack, and poof
I can get you removed like an edit
And I pop off first
Especially if I see where it's headed
We gon' have a dispute, nigga
Like I want you knocked off of my credit
Got a bitch, her name's Cece
I say, why you Cece
She tell me cause I like Chanel
Say, you more like a Fiji
She say, why you say that
I point at her cat and say, well
Keep my hands full, that way I
Ain't holdin' no L
And this drip I got on is Louis Vuitton
This shit never goin' on sale
And I don't f*ck with 12
No, really, it's more than you think with me
Like, I don't even see that shit
Nigga, Ja Morant jersey is blank to me
I don't give a f*ck about what the next nigga think of me
Ain't gotta tell a nigga what it is
Cause really, it's just what you think it be
F*ck Ya, I don't give a f*ck bout a nigga or a bitch
I pop out and pop my shit
I don't give a f*ck bout a nigga or a bitch
I pop out and pop my shit
Times get hard, but I never was one of them cry niggas
And we don't group up with no poo-putts
Only f*ck with the fly niggas
Matter of fact, please do not come around
If you ain't one of my niggas
Speeding, pass em
Remember when I was behind niggas
All of my bitches be bad as
A two-year-old look like they fresh outta movie role
Keep on callin' a nigga
Just tell them that I'm in the studio, I don't
Look for trouble, but for it, I keep my little Toolio
Send you to gangstas' paradise
Your next song is gon' be with Coolio
Don, Julio straight got me too hype
F*ckin' the world and it's too tight
Do not bring her around me if you really want her
Cause nine out of ten, I'm your boo type
She throwin' peach its a food fight
A wolf, bitch, I howl at the moonlight
Niggas be actin' all goon-like
But those is the ones that my tool like
I don't give a f*ck bout a nigga or a bitch
I pop out and pop my shit
I don't give a f*ck bout a nigga or a bitch
I pop out and pop my shit
I don't give a f*ck bout a nigga or a bitch
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Aye, Matejko, I think that's the one, you know
Wait, did you say one
I don't give a f*ck bout a nigga or a bitch
I pop out and pop my shit
I don't give a f*ck bout a nigga or a bitch
I pop out and pop my shit
I don't give a f*ck bout a nigga or a bitch
I pop out and pop my shit
I don't give a f*ck bout a nigga or a bitch
I pop out and pop my shit
Bitch, I'm the truth
And that was no lie when I said it
Click, clack, and poof
I can get you removed like an edit
And I pop off first
Especially if I see where it's headed
We gon' have a dispute, nigga
Like I want you knocked off of my credit
Got a bitch, her name's Cece
I say, why you Cece
She tell me cause I like Chanel
Say, you more like a Fiji
She say, why you say that
I point at her cat and say, well
Keep my hands full, that way I
Ain't holdin' no L
And this drip I got on is Louis Vuitton
This shit never goin' on sale
And I don't f*ck with 12
No, really, it's more than you think with me
Like, I don't even see that shit
Nigga, Ja Morant jersey is blank to me
I don't give a f*ck about what the next nigga think of me
Ain't gotta tell a nigga what it is
Cause really, it's just what you think it be
F*ck Ya, I don't give a f*ck bout a nigga or a bitch
I pop out and pop my shit
I don't give a f*ck bout a nigga or a bitch
I pop out and pop my shit
Times get hard, but I never was one of them cry niggas
And we don't group up with no poo-putts
Only f*ck with the fly niggas
Matter of fact, please do not come around
If you ain't one of my niggas
Speeding, pass em
Remember when I was behind niggas
All of my bitches be bad as
A two-year-old look like they fresh outta movie role
Keep on callin' a nigga
Just tell them that I'm in the studio, I don't
Look for trouble, but for it, I keep my little Toolio
Send you to gangstas' paradise
Your next song is gon' be with Coolio
Don, Julio straight got me too hype
F*ckin' the world and it's too tight
Do not bring her around me if you really want her
Cause nine out of ten, I'm your boo type
She throwin' peach its a food fight
A wolf, bitch, I howl at the moonlight
Niggas be actin' all goon-like
But those is the ones that my tool like
I don't give a f*ck bout a nigga or a bitch
I pop out and pop my shit
I don't give a f*ck bout a nigga or a bitch
I pop out and pop my shit
I don't give a f*ck bout a nigga or a bitch
Wait, did you say one
I don't give a f*ck bout a nigga or a bitch
I pop out and pop my shit
I don't give a f*ck bout a nigga or a bitch
I pop out and pop my shit
I don't give a f*ck bout a nigga or a bitch
I pop out and pop my shit
I don't give a f*ck bout a nigga or a bitch
I pop out and pop my shit
Bitch, I'm the truth
And that was no lie when I said it
Click, clack, and poof
I can get you removed like an edit
And I pop off first
Especially if I see where it's headed
We gon' have a dispute, nigga
Like I want you knocked off of my credit
Got a bitch, her name's Cece
I say, why you Cece
She tell me cause I like Chanel
Say, you more like a Fiji
She say, why you say that
I point at her cat and say, well
Keep my hands full, that way I
Ain't holdin' no L
And this drip I got on is Louis Vuitton
This shit never goin' on sale
And I don't f*ck with 12
No, really, it's more than you think with me
Like, I don't even see that shit
Nigga, Ja Morant jersey is blank to me
I don't give a f*ck about what the next nigga think of me
Ain't gotta tell a nigga what it is
Cause really, it's just what you think it be
F*ck Ya, I don't give a f*ck bout a nigga or a bitch
I pop out and pop my shit
I don't give a f*ck bout a nigga or a bitch
I pop out and pop my shit
Times get hard, but I never was one of them cry niggas
And we don't group up with no poo-putts
Only f*ck with the fly niggas
Matter of fact, please do not come around
If you ain't one of my niggas
Speeding, pass em
Remember when I was behind niggas
All of my bitches be bad as
A two-year-old look like they fresh outta movie role
Keep on callin' a nigga
Just tell them that I'm in the studio, I don't
Look for trouble, but for it, I keep my little Toolio
Send you to gangstas' paradise
Your next song is gon' be with Coolio
Don, Julio straight got me too hype
F*ckin' the world and it's too tight
Do not bring her around me if you really want her
Cause nine out of ten, I'm your boo type
She throwin' peach its a food fight
A wolf, bitch, I howl at the moonlight
Niggas be actin' all goon-like
But those is the ones that my tool like
I don't give a f*ck bout a nigga or a bitch
I pop out and pop my shit
I don't give a f*ck bout a nigga or a bitch
I pop out and pop my shit
I don't give a f*ck bout a nigga or a bitch
Writer: Aaron Kennedy
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