It Don't Even Matter

Hit the stu high as hell my words slur of the wock
It's hundred some shots getting stuffed in my Glock
Tryna bust yo medulla best duck when I pop
Walk round with a shh nigga who finna box
Nigga couldn't even eat put his trust in a thot
Boy I didn't even speak had yo hoe on my cock
Told her we is not fucking I just want yo top
Nigga busting the presi I don't know Barack
No I ain't tucking shit ima pull up and hit some
Pull up and hit one pull up and split some
Say I'm stingy as hell with my fucks I don't give none
If it's smoke we leave ash on his like we cig some
556's gone flip that boy whip we a chop shop
Take his head off his body we Nick named him droptop
Off a bean me and Dee in the whip tryna
Swap thots
I can see that he wanna be me they is not opps
And we got the antidote for all that hating
Imma doc with these shots we turn Niggas to patients
Heard he talk to the cops I can't give information
In the stu with yo boo cooking up need an apron
Say he post on the curb fuck around put his grill on it
Got a white tee on fuck around get him spilled on it
We can't beef if them niggas cannot put a mil on it
Stand up on the pedal fuck round melt the wheels on it
Melt the wheels on it floating it I can't say by to y'all
You sound stupid as hell if you think Eli fighting y'all
New bitch mean as hell she won't even say hi to y'all
Hundred blues in my wallet say Eli could buy the mall
He could buy the mall heard him and Ben frank was best friends
Ain't no dapping PT pull up clapping them FN's
Leave him mourning his fam in all black like some nets fans
Tell a hoe no quick I ain't never been a yes man
They had me pissed off these niggas rip offs walk in the stu high as hell say record me
Like how you mentioning me on IG but won't come out the house nigga thinking he Cory
I just be in my lane like Kiffin you need to stay in yo lane like Tory
I'm sorry lord if he play and the demons with me then he bound to go missing like dory

For really man they gotta feel this
I know one of my sons gonna steal this
Already ate but I still need a mil bitch
Tryna put him six feet when I feel sick
Like a baker boy I need some more bread
She said she love me man that's what yo hoe said
Ima taker know I need some more head
Ima break her feel like she got no legs
She can't play me like a dummy
I want her head like a skully
I'm just tryna fuck we can't be buddy buddy
After I'm done than we wraps like a mummy
It don't even matter she say Eli you harder than viagra
Let money rain it's falling like Niagara
Still want all the smoke give a fuck bout my asthma
Not you regular rapper got paper like pastors
It's easy I pull her and flip her and clap her
Than after I block her go ghost some like Casper
Might trash her she step on my shoes imma smack her
Not your regular rapper it don't even matter



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Writer(s): Elijah Collins
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