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letra de idgaf - martyhoffyt

verse 1:

b-tch
i just got it started
best collab of the year
featuring me myself and i
as contributing artist
got the soul
watch it slip from my carc-ss
got the sauce
hol’ up watch it
drip from my watches
check check, dolla’ dolla’
full house of cards
royal flush when i call it
plead the fifth for a n-gg-
he gon’ hush
he ain’t talking
i don’t sleep in on the weeknd
but i f-ck it up often
got a rubber on my d-ck
she gon suck it up off me
i’m the brother with the rings on my finger
like i’m jingling car keys
your future ain’t dead yet but i put it in a coffin’
i ain’t the one that’s were you n-gg-s lost me
marty k!llin’ sh-t
that’s none of you business b-tch
i want my tea and coffee
if you don’t know sh-t ’bout me
get the f-ck up off me
now bob your head to this sh-t
while you inhaling that f-cking marley
hanging in at 4+10
let,s call that sh-t 14
got in the studio and did it for our team
i paint the picture perfect idgaf what yall seen
ima f-ck the game in my sleep like a wet dream

hook:
i’m going off every single second that i get
she wobble on me while she ride call it “rip-stick”
hit it in the garage 1 time can you drive stick
these n-gg-s really taking?
they ain’t talking bout sh-t
guess what

chorus:
i don’t give a f-ck
i don’t give a f-ck
go ‘head and talk sh-t ’cause i don’t give a f-ck
i don’t give a f-ck
i don’t give a f-ck
i’m a young n-gg- popping so i don’t give a f-ck

verse 2:

i’m a motherf-cking headcase
hungry for the cake
i don’t remember how the f-cking bread taste
smoking cinnamon and apple jacks
a balanced breakfast, you get defaced
mint condition no toothpaste
spitting fire on the cieling
living in h-ll i’m surprised that we chilling
i raped the world ’cause she wasn’t willing
say you dope?
are you really doper than the motherf-cking dealer
right to bear arms leave me alone ‘for i drill ya
get my green on cue like us n-gg-s playing billiards
im a big dog; you lil d-ck n-gg-
ya b-tch don’t feel ya
you fake as f-ck; my clique real realer
talk that sh-t my clique gon k!ll ya
top of the building f-ck your feelings
tuck my polo cause i’m really ’bout my business
on the run, but i still got em tripping
i’m the one 2 and 3 went missing
yourself is the only one that you’re k!lling
do4h i’m a real f-cking gorilla
gold star n-gg- (yeah) pittsburg steeler (uh)
world star n-gg- (uh) yah b-tch gon get it (yeah)

drive a farrari like it’s a honda civic
i pull up drifting; cup be spilling
full of that purple stuff
nah gin, im kidding
don’t waste time i’m dope as the line
catching the vibe just to go get it
to be specific i pull the knot back then i click it
then its bang bang
a couple of heads go missing
it’s more than a lil dripping, that sauce got me tripping
martyh alive and well, and hes down to k!ll it

- martyhoffyt

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