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[intro: gonda]
i don’t- i don’t- i don’t- i don’t-

i don’t give a f-ck if you don’t like the sh-t i do
i could stomp a mothaf-cka’ out, blood on ma’ shoes
i could leave you on the concrete, he look like a stew
b-tch i make a hit, every time i get up in the stu’

[verse 1: gonda]
i don’t give a f-ck if you don’t like the sh-t i do
i could stomp a mothaf-cka’ out, blood on ma’ shoes
i could leave you on the concrete, he look like a stew
b-tch i make a hit, every time i get up in the stu’

yea’ all these p-ssy n-ggas wanna be like me
playin’ pro skatеr 4, sippin’ arizona tea
got that xbox, plugged into a cit
hit the cornеr store, get a pack of purple swisher sweets

i’m a crazy ass n-gga, i will k!ll yo’ ass for free
mongo told me [?]
godhand, like supreme, we might put you on a tee
wearin’ black and yellow pumas, yeah they look like bruce lee

yeah i’m smokin’ marijuana b-tch, i look like jackie chan
got the choppa’ on me, say h-llo t-to my little friend
bought a 1.5, but i gave his ass a gram
yeah, i sold him a vitamin, he thought was ativan
i don’t give a f-ck if you don’t like the sh-t i do
i could stomp a mothaf-cka’ out, blood on ma’ s- blood on ma’ s-
leave you on the concrete, he look like a stew
b-tch, i make a hit, every time i get up- get up- get up- get up-

[verse 2: mongo]
i don’t give a f-ck if you don’t like the sh-t i spit
brotha’ stop bein’ a b-tch, tuck ya’ d-ck and take a hit
this yo’ life so get it how you want, sip it down and smoke a [?]
eat that sh-t until yo’ gut explodes, i know yo’ life is [?]

p-ssy mothaf-ckas’ and they feelings when i write
i’m the type to put my grubby fingers in it like a dyk-
[?] mothaf-cka’ better not ask me for ma’ money
[?] mothaf-cka’ gettin’ split tryna’ take the star from me

hit the corner store, i grab a 40, then i walk out
(uh, sir, you forgot to pay for that!)
i’ma rock out with my c-ck out
p-pop out with my glock out, i’ma show you what these shots bout’

i’ma [?] with the bl!ck, that boy a thought now

i don’t give a f-ck if you don’t like the sh-t i spit
brotha’ stop bein’ a b-tch, tuck ya’ d-ck and take a hit- a hit-
yo’ life so get it how you want, sip it down and smoke a [?]
eat that sh-t until yo’ gut explodes, i know- i know- i know- i know-
[outro: gonda]
i don’t give a f-ck if you don’t like the sh-t i do
i could stomp a mothaf-cka’ out, blood on ma’ s- blood on ma’ s-
leave you on the concrete, he look like a stew
b-tch, i make a hit, every time i get up- get up- get up- get up-

- godhandusa

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