Bad Eyedea - Tapeworm Lyrics

I don't really f*ck with a bitch, less she pay for it
Tape her mouth shut, just so I can keep a pace goin
I've been on the up, stackin' up these pesos
All up in her gut, she can feel my juevos
Homie, what's up, sunnyside with the queso
All black truck, two chains to the payphone
All black trust, little baby it's case closed
I don't really f*ck with a bitch less she pay for it
Baby, you can go ahead and stay home
Peddle and clutch 'bout to skate on em
Test my luck with the runts, call state farm
When I roll up, double dutchin' cross state lines
I don't give a f*ck, 220 down the grapevine
I don't give a f*ck, from the gutter trynna take mines
I'm just trynna bring me safe home
F*ck around, catch me a tape worm
I don't give a f*ck bitch, stay home
F*ck around, test my luck
Peddle clutch bout to skate on 'em
I don't give a f*ck, I don't need a meaning
Feeling like a seagull in the fall young Steven
I don't give a f*ck, I don't need a reason
R.EYE.P. her eggs, she gon' hit me in the DM
R.EYE.P. her ex, she gon' hit me in the DM
Damn, call me young Negan
Smoke so much broccoli, might as well be a vegan
Livin' off coffee, goin' feral in the evening
Can't nobody stop me, put a barrel to my demons
Body like an art piece, pin it to the ceiling
You'd make a great arm piece
But those aren't the cards that I'm dealing
Put it on God, I'd rather be Morgan Freeman
Pockets on safe mode, mind on bankroll
I care less, less you're on my payroll
I don't give a what, even if I did say so
Bitch, good luck tryin' to find a double rainbow
Or a money truck, big dog, I'm a Kengal
I might call her up from a payphone
Might bring a whole f*cken safe home
Ugly little duck, but she tastes like mango
Testin' my luck, what a shame tho
I've been on the road like Django
In a Tesla truck, Super Saiyan, no halo
All black what, and I didn't even pay for it
Never gave up, finna build a new name for us
Never gave up, it's a product of the pain, bro
Never gave up, not the side dude, I'm the main course
Never gave up, peddle clutch, bout to skate on em
I don't really f*ck with a bitch, less she pay for it
Tape her mouth shut, just so I can keep her pace goin
I've been on the up, stackin' up these pesos
All up in her gut, she can feel my juevos
Homie, what's up, sunnyside with the queso
All black truck, two chains to the payphone
All black trust, little baby, it's case closed
I don't really f*ck with a bitch, less she pay for it
Baby, you can go ahead and stay home
Peddle and clutch 'bout to skate on em
Test my luck with the runts, call state farm
When I roll up, double dutchin' cross state lines
I don't give a f*ck, 220 down the grapevine
I don't give a f*ck, from the gutter trynna take mines