Don't Care

I don't care about love
I don't care about trust
I don't care about you

No I cannot fuck with these wack hoes
They be tryna play me like a dummy
Nah bitch I ain't no fool
I got too many oppositions
Everybody be bitchin
Till I up it and bring out the tool

We gon' let out 100 rounds
Push his neck back
No I don't really give a fuck about you

I don't care about love
I don't care about trust
I don't care about you

No I cannot fuck with these wack hoes
They be tryna play me like a dummy
Nah bitch I ain't no fool
I got too many oppositions
Everybody be bitchin
Till I up it and bring out the tool

We gon' let out 100 rounds
Push his neck back
No I don't really give a fuck about you

Don't talk to me I don't you
Talking shit on the internet
No I ain't into that
Leave your message on read cause you know I ain't coming back
Baby I just want the bands and the money let's get it yeah
Swiper no Swiper
You cannot get lit like lighters
I'm heating up, that's a fact
Now they wanna know what I'm doing and where I be chillin at
I said I'm with some niggas who really be into that
Ok ohh ohh fuck love and get pesos
She want me for my bankrolls
So I had to skirt I had to go
Uno, dos, tres, quatro, cinco
I push the gas tank go go go
Don't tell me what you don't know
Cause I don't care at all
No I don't care
You wanna talk about me and all of ya feelings
I don't care
I cannot hear what you saying I'm high to the ceiling
I don't care
About anybody whoever gets in my way of ever tried to interfere
No I don't care
No I don't
No I don't care

I don't care about love
I don't care about trust
I don't care about you

No I cannot fuck with these wack hoes
They be tryna play me like a dummy
Nah bitch I ain't no fool
I got too many oppositions
Everybody be bitchin
Till I up it and bring out the tool

We gon' let out 100 rounds
Push his neck back
No I don't really give a fuck about you

I don't care about love
I don't care about trust
I don't care about you

No I cannot fuck with these wack hoes
They be tryna play me like a dummy
Nah bitch I ain't no fool
I got too many oppositions
Everybody be bitchin
Till I up it and bring out the tool

We gon' let out 100 rounds
Push his neck back
No I don't really give a fuck about you

No I don't care bout love
I don't care bout hoes so you know It's fuck you
I feel like these bitches is psycho
If think I'ma go and spend money on you
Depending on how my night go
She give me neck like owls, Hoo
I'm in her stomach no lipo
Now she stuck hair, no gorilla glue
Pretty face and pretty toes
But she toxic, Ooh
Weatherman fly thru any weather, kept it cool
One thing for sure and two for certain
Can't play no fool
I heard the oppositions looking for me
I ain't worried I keep my tool

These bitches got they hands out
Drop a 40, put in they mouth
Niggas be thirsty to fuck
Linking these hoes that be lining em up
Chasing a check can't get tied down
You wanna fuck he not around
Run up on me he get 40 rounds
Leave his ass 6 ft underground
Im bringing the pain if they ain't bringing the brain
A nigga not lacking these hoes is insane
Spinning the block when I'm making it rain
Got a cold heart and its freezing my veins
These bitches move scandalous
Been knocking off boots from here to Los Angeles
Ain't wasting time on these hoes
Need a bad bitch that could handle it

I don't care about love
I don't care about trust
I don't care about you

No I cannot fuck with these wack hoes
They be tryna play me like a dummy
Nah bitch I ain't no fool
I got too many oppositions
Everybody be bitchin
Till I up it and bring out the tool

We gon' let out 100 rounds
Push his neck back
No I don't really give a fuck about you



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Writer(s): Clarence Alexander
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