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letra de idont give a fck (mashup) - last-dude

[intro: lil pump]
ridin’ a ’rari i pop h-lla molly
and b-tch i’m just feelin’ like scotty, ouu
ridin’ a ’rari i pop h-lla molly
and b-tch i’m just feelin’ like scotty, ouu
yeah, he be talking that sh-t, ooo
yeah, he be talking that sh-t, d-mn
he mad ’cause i f-cked his b-tch, ouu
i think i just copped my whip, ouu

[chorus: scarlxrd]
how many times can i say i don’t give a f-ck about all the dumb sh-t dam, man, think
these days i don’t want to go anywhere, leave me alone, this life is a risk
how many times can i say i don’t give a f-ck about all the dumb sh-t dam, man, think
i play life with cheats not very fair keep on flying till the ice gets blinged
how many times can i say i don’t give a f-ck about all the dumb sh-t dam, man, think
these days i don’t want to go anywhere, leave me alone, this life is a risk
how many times can i say i don’t give a f-ck about all the dumb sh-t dam, man, think
i play life with cheats not very fair keep on flying till the ice gets blinged

[verse 1: xxxtentacion]
ayy, slicin’ on the p-ssy like a battle axe, uh
got bigger ass than a cadillac, uh
n-ggas blind to drip, they got cataracts
f-cked my baby momma on a muh’f-ckin’ yoga mat, uh
hunnid phone, hunnid phone, backtrack
laughing at these n-ggas like i’m muh’f-ckin’ flapjack, uh
i don’t f-ckin’ gamble, f-ck blackjack
school of rockin’ n-ggas like i’m motherf-ckin’ jack black, uh (yuh, yuh)
b-tch, i don’t see n0body better than me, mm
all these p-ssy n-ggas is jealous of me, mm
got a p-ssy wetter than swiffer, you see, mm
steal a n-gga flow and murder his beat, uh
stole a n-gga b-tch, she murder my meat, uh
had a n-gga numb from feet to the knee up
when she suck my d-ck it’s makin’ her hiccup
when i’m in that p-ssy i just might do sit-ups

[verse 2: dababy]
i’ma let you n-ggas stay lost, let you listen to the blogs, let you think i ain’t the goat (huh? uh)
walk in with a big .45 and it’s already c-cked when i pull it out, don’t run (boom, boom, boom)
your n-gga know i’m still ’bout whatever (aha)
took his b-tch and my b-tch out together…
hold on, hold on man, stop that motherf-ckin’ music
man, i’m the best m-th-f-ckin’ rapper
you lookin’ for a lawsuit, pullin’ out your camera
didn’t think i saw you (yeah, b-tch)
had to stop takin’ pictures ’cause y’all be in your feelings and i don’t like to argue (yeah, b-tch)
wanna see me on the shade room lookin’ for a come up, wanna see me pay you, huh? (b-tch)
and i’m the neighborhood hero but i don’t got my cape on ’cause i’m not trying to save you, no (b-tch)

[verse 3: 6ix9ine]
wait a minute, now i’m back at it
back at it like a mothaf-ckin’ crack addict
s-x addict, i’m a mothaf-ckin’ s-x addict
hit shorty from the back, got her back crackin’
back crackin’, b-back crackin’
i love ho b-tches, that’s my f-ckin’ problem
yeah, i like to f-ck hoes, i got a f-ckin’ problem
bang, bang, bang and a chicken wing, b-tch
yeah, i know you love how i put it down, b-tch

[verse 4: nle choppa]
smokin’ on a brand new opp pack, n-gga want smoke then you know that he got it, yeah
brand new drake in my hand, if a n-gga run up then you know imma pop it, yeah
doo doo doo doo
i feel like k mula
they callin’ me curry, i keep me some shooters
i’m a pitbull, you n-ggas some poodles
remember them days i used to eat noodles

- last dude

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