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Traveling forever in the dark
Darkness into blackness
There and back, it's always black
Oh, it screeched across the sky
Nothing to do but lie
Fuck the bitch, I make her sweat, huh
I'ma die by my respect, huh
I put a check up on my neck
Life check ya in the head
I signed for a couple milli'
You only touched a hundred thou'
Man, I don't give a fuck who it is
I called up my twizz' (BNYX)
Don't give a fuck what y'all has goin' on
Man, fuck all of you
Yeah, I don't be givin' no fucks (not one)
Uh (just pull up, pull up, whoa)
I don't know if you caught on (caught on)
I don't be givin' no fuck, huh
I say whatever I want, yeah
I do whatever I want, huh
I'm countin' up money for fun
And I'm poppin' these Percs just for fun (luh geek)
Look, comin' live from the-
Comin' live from the one out the five
Comin' live from the three, two time
Whole gang fucked her eastbound
And they down just like Danny McBride
Why I always see your dawgs in the city?
Think your boys left some soldiers behind
Just like the J, you boys try to vibe
That ain't gon' fly, nope
I took that one off of the table
October's Own, it's a label
I stay with that O like a tie
I stay with that O like a bagel
I stay with that O like a lifesaver
Shout to my ex, I'm her lifesaver
My Glocky, it sit on the night table
You light on the waist like a lightsaber
In Seattle, it's just me and Twizz'
I hate you boys more than I ever did
You rappin' 'bout shit that you never did
My dawg in the can like a metal lid
Free the kid, free the kid, free the kid
I don't be givin' no fucks (not one)
Uh (just pull up, pull up, whoa)
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