Nothing Left
Everybody really talking shit don't give a fuck
I was built for this, just like a fucking dodge truck I don't give a fuck
They said take these pills, it'll make all the pain just go away
You high off your rocket, don't give a fuck and I'm not shocked bitch
Get a bag, get a check, then I fuck ya bitch
I don't give a fuck not a single inch
Don't give a fuck what you say no more
Fuck you and I escaped that whore
She left with a fucking couple bands
I don't give a fuck she ain't got my hand
Everybody really talking shit
Yeah but let me switch up the shit
I don't give a fuck and you can suck my dick
I'm really built for this shit
Don't give a fuck what you say no more, I'm running out the fucking door
Going for the touchdown and you know your bitch I'm about to score
Bout to score I murder every beat
Everybody fuck with me in the street
Don't give a single peep, seven eleven
Don't give a fuck send your bros to heaven
Everybody really run they mouth
I don't give a fuck, you going down south
Six feet in the fucking dirt, on a shirt
Don't give a fuck, see your momma eyes know they hurt, no they really hurt
What you fucking crying?
Cause I'm high as a kite
Don't give a fuck, and you know this dog got a bite
Gotta big bite
And I break ya leg, don't give a fuck what ya said
Everybody really saying I could murder any beat can you hear what I'm saying?
Pedal to the metal til my gas on E
Getting d high 500 degrees
Vintage Daz going John Cena
That means you can't see me
I'm the best in the game
Ya bitch know my name
She said she wanna be famous
I said I'll leave you lameless
I said you can't come around
We gotta get the bag pull up in a truck
And you know we turning up
Smoking all this weed I'm so high I can't see
Gotta go outer space imma go get me a bottle
Me and Tony Pullin up in that new shit and we going throttle
Yea my life is a movie
And yo bitch she a groupie
She love Big Pimpins you know she groovy
She wanna ride wit us
Get high wit us
Turn up wit us
Tell your bitch shut the fuck up
Yeah!
Tell that hoe to shut the fuck up, I'm tired of her running at her mouth
Don't give a fuck what she says, man I'll put her down south
Just like I did lil bro, cause he's acting like a lil hoe
Everybody's looking at me, and I skate away like oh no
Damn
I'm going for the fucking gold medal now
I don't give a fuck what you have to say God, I get it I'm temperamental now
Man I be switching up every fucking beat
They really wanna be me, but they can't see me
That's cool, and I slay the beat
Got a problem like trick or treat
Why she ain't sucking?
Man, my balls is hanging dripping dry just like a towel
Don't give a fuck hit you with kapow
Everybody rolling up the dough
You know me I want some more
Gotta run up a check
Gotta problem then I snap your neck
Don't give a fuck
And you heard what the fuck I said I murder every beat
I said it once, I said it twice now
Why don't you hear me?
Open up your ears, so maybe you can hear clearly
Don't fuck with me
I'll fuck ya bitch-I'll leave her in a tree
Haha
That's a sex swing
Bitch
Don't call my phone bitch
Leave me alone
I gotta get money now
If not you kicking out
Like karate thru the doors
Got diamonds on the floor
Gotta make it rain
Rollie got snow
We turnt in this bitch
Tony got the weed
I gota double cup we high all week
I was built for this, just like a fucking dodge truck I don't give a fuck
They said take these pills, it'll make all the pain just go away
You high off your rocket, don't give a fuck and I'm not shocked bitch
Get a bag, get a check, then I fuck ya bitch
I don't give a fuck not a single inch
Don't give a fuck what you say no more
Fuck you and I escaped that whore
She left with a fucking couple bands
I don't give a fuck she ain't got my hand
Everybody really talking shit
Yeah but let me switch up the shit
I don't give a fuck and you can suck my dick
I'm really built for this shit
Don't give a fuck what you say no more, I'm running out the fucking door
Going for the touchdown and you know your bitch I'm about to score
Bout to score I murder every beat
Everybody fuck with me in the street
Don't give a single peep, seven eleven
Don't give a fuck send your bros to heaven
Everybody really run they mouth
I don't give a fuck, you going down south
Six feet in the fucking dirt, on a shirt
Don't give a fuck, see your momma eyes know they hurt, no they really hurt
What you fucking crying?
Cause I'm high as a kite
Don't give a fuck, and you know this dog got a bite
Gotta big bite
And I break ya leg, don't give a fuck what ya said
Everybody really saying I could murder any beat can you hear what I'm saying?
Pedal to the metal til my gas on E
Getting d high 500 degrees
Vintage Daz going John Cena
That means you can't see me
I'm the best in the game
Ya bitch know my name
She said she wanna be famous
I said I'll leave you lameless
I said you can't come around
We gotta get the bag pull up in a truck
And you know we turning up
Smoking all this weed I'm so high I can't see
Gotta go outer space imma go get me a bottle
Me and Tony Pullin up in that new shit and we going throttle
Yea my life is a movie
And yo bitch she a groupie
She love Big Pimpins you know she groovy
She wanna ride wit us
Get high wit us
Turn up wit us
Tell your bitch shut the fuck up
Yeah!
Tell that hoe to shut the fuck up, I'm tired of her running at her mouth
Don't give a fuck what she says, man I'll put her down south
Just like I did lil bro, cause he's acting like a lil hoe
Everybody's looking at me, and I skate away like oh no
Damn
I'm going for the fucking gold medal now
I don't give a fuck what you have to say God, I get it I'm temperamental now
Man I be switching up every fucking beat
They really wanna be me, but they can't see me
That's cool, and I slay the beat
Got a problem like trick or treat
Why she ain't sucking?
Man, my balls is hanging dripping dry just like a towel
Don't give a fuck hit you with kapow
Everybody rolling up the dough
You know me I want some more
Gotta run up a check
Gotta problem then I snap your neck
Don't give a fuck
And you heard what the fuck I said I murder every beat
I said it once, I said it twice now
Why don't you hear me?
Open up your ears, so maybe you can hear clearly
Don't fuck with me
I'll fuck ya bitch-I'll leave her in a tree
Haha
That's a sex swing
Bitch
Don't call my phone bitch
Leave me alone
I gotta get money now
If not you kicking out
Like karate thru the doors
Got diamonds on the floor
Gotta make it rain
Rollie got snow
We turnt in this bitch
Tony got the weed
I gota double cup we high all week
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Writer(s): Dazmin Smith
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