Compositor: Lay Bankz
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Why that nigga try to talk to me crazy? (Crazy)
Got a bad bitch on me, she sprayin' (Sprayin')
Thirty inches to my ass, it's slayin' (Slayin')
2K for my nails, I ain't playin'
Could give a fuck what you thinkin' (Fuck)
Every time I'm outside, it's expensive (Yeah)
It's too easy, that shit got them livid (What?)
Bitches mad at the way that I'm living (Ha-ha-ha, woo, woo)
I just be turnin' these bitches up
I'm thumbin' these hundreds, they showing love
See me in person, they know what's up (You cannot fuck with me)
I just keep cutting these bitches up
Bitch, you know, you know I don't got, uh
You know I don't give a goddamn fuck
On my soul, I don't give a fuck
On my soul, can't nobody tell me nothing
On my soul, yeah, I don't give a fuck
On my soul, been that bitch and I put that on my
Huh
Yeah (Ah), huh, yeah (Ah), mm, yeah (Ah), huh
I'm talking my shit (Woo), I'm talking my shit (Woo)
I'm talking my shit (Harder), I'm talking my shit (Yeah)
I'm talking my
Two feet, ten toes
Standin' on a broke ho
Face beat, ass out, got 'em in a chokehold
Think you badder than me? You drunk, Four Loko
He don't got a bag, he clipped, he gotta go (Ah, ah, ah)
Yeah, I'm a bad bitch lookin' for a good time, bitch, ha
Bitch, you know, you know I don't got, uh
You know I don't give a goddamn fuck
On my soul, I don't give a fuck
On my soul, can't nobody tell me nothing
On my soul, yeah, I don't give a fuck
On my soul, been that bitch and I put that on my
Yeah, yeah, yeah