Fuck it
I'm not one of them
That's gone easily trust you
Ion speak don't give a fuck
If you need a discussion
I'm not yo man's don't shake my hand
And I mean it don't touch me
I got that bag and
If you need it at 3 then fuck it
Fuck it fuck it fuck it fuck it
I'm pullin up music loud
I'm causing a ruckus
Fuck it fuck it fuck it fuck it
If you don't like it
Shouldn't have hit me
You know how I'm comin
Cause fuck ya if I'm pullin up
Then you know that I'm bumpin
Just hop in and you bet not
Be bringing n company
Cause if its 2 or more
Then I'm leavin ya dummy
I'm gettin ghost on you niggas
Cause we aint that chummy
When you and them not that close
They might make an assumption
Thinking they gone grab my bag
I'm a punch em and lump em
If I gotta shoot them niggas
Fasho I'll dump em
Cause ion got no fuckin friends
I can't even jump em
Hop in that booth go roof
Let ya know I'm a dog
These diamonds got my wrist froze
Its covered with frost
If you my bro then fuck it
I'll cover ya cost
Beautiful women for that money
They droppin them draws
But fa me they be like fuck
Get to taking it off
They like to do that shit for free
They be fuckin wit me
I'll take you off somewhere nice
Get you something to eat
But I can't pay you for nun
Up in the sheets
I'm not one of them
That's gone easily trust you
Ion speak don't give a fuck
If you need a discussion
I'm not yo man's don't shake my hand
And I mean it don't touch me
I got that bag and
If you need it at 3 then fuck it
Fuck it fuck it fuck it fuck it
I'm pullin up music loud
I'm causing a ruckus
Fuck it fuck it fuck it fuck it
If you don't like it
Shouldn't have hit me
You know how I'm comin
Bad bitches they like fuck it
They bending it over
Clappin ass in my face
I'm not smellin an odor
Only thing a nigga smell is
The smoke from the doja and
Everything a nigga smoke
It was grown by the ocean
Yo weed don't make a nigga cough
Can't step in my section
Off that drank
I'm out my body no Astro projection
I know some women
Got they body and ass from Injections
But fuck it if she bust it open
I'm leaving her stressless
Can't fuck wit just anybody
I give out rejections
I just tell em cut it out
I'm not meaning dissection
What kind of bag do you need
I gotta couple selections
I give em whatever it is they need
And they say I'm a blessin
Niggas thought I wasn't ready
I keep on impressin
Haters keep coming around
I might have to address em
But ion give a fuck
You know ion be stressin
Around me they shut the fuck up
And learn em a lesson
I'm not one of them
That's gone easily trust you
Ion speak don't give a fuck
If you need a discussion
I'm not yo man's don't shake my hand
And I mean it don't touch me
I got that bag and
If you need it at 3 then fuck it
Fuck it fuck it fuck it fuck it
I'm pullin up music loud
I'm causing a ruckus
Fuck it fuck it fuck it fuck it
If you don't like it
Shouldn't have hit me
You know how I'm comin
I pack my bag inside of my bag
Inside of the trap
Niggas mad I'm back up in my bag
They know its a wrap
I keep some FRN's on me
No federal tax
I went to work on my lonely
Gettin federal cash
No money in the bank homie
I got several stashes
They say my shit so fye
I'm a bundle of matches
I just keep my shit lit and
Don't turn into ashes
But I'll never burn ya
if ya burn me
I'm burning your mattress
That's gone easily trust you
Ion speak don't give a fuck
If you need a discussion
I'm not yo man's don't shake my hand
And I mean it don't touch me
I got that bag and
If you need it at 3 then fuck it
Fuck it fuck it fuck it fuck it
I'm pullin up music loud
I'm causing a ruckus
Fuck it fuck it fuck it fuck it
If you don't like it
Shouldn't have hit me
You know how I'm comin
Cause fuck ya if I'm pullin up
Then you know that I'm bumpin
Just hop in and you bet not
Be bringing n company
Cause if its 2 or more
Then I'm leavin ya dummy
I'm gettin ghost on you niggas
Cause we aint that chummy
When you and them not that close
They might make an assumption
Thinking they gone grab my bag
I'm a punch em and lump em
If I gotta shoot them niggas
Fasho I'll dump em
Cause ion got no fuckin friends
I can't even jump em
Hop in that booth go roof
Let ya know I'm a dog
These diamonds got my wrist froze
Its covered with frost
If you my bro then fuck it
I'll cover ya cost
Beautiful women for that money
They droppin them draws
But fa me they be like fuck
Get to taking it off
They like to do that shit for free
They be fuckin wit me
I'll take you off somewhere nice
Get you something to eat
But I can't pay you for nun
Up in the sheets
I'm not one of them
That's gone easily trust you
Ion speak don't give a fuck
If you need a discussion
I'm not yo man's don't shake my hand
And I mean it don't touch me
I got that bag and
If you need it at 3 then fuck it
Fuck it fuck it fuck it fuck it
I'm pullin up music loud
I'm causing a ruckus
Fuck it fuck it fuck it fuck it
If you don't like it
Shouldn't have hit me
You know how I'm comin
Bad bitches they like fuck it
They bending it over
Clappin ass in my face
I'm not smellin an odor
Only thing a nigga smell is
The smoke from the doja and
Everything a nigga smoke
It was grown by the ocean
Yo weed don't make a nigga cough
Can't step in my section
Off that drank
I'm out my body no Astro projection
I know some women
Got they body and ass from Injections
But fuck it if she bust it open
I'm leaving her stressless
Can't fuck wit just anybody
I give out rejections
I just tell em cut it out
I'm not meaning dissection
What kind of bag do you need
I gotta couple selections
I give em whatever it is they need
And they say I'm a blessin
Niggas thought I wasn't ready
I keep on impressin
Haters keep coming around
I might have to address em
But ion give a fuck
You know ion be stressin
Around me they shut the fuck up
And learn em a lesson
I'm not one of them
That's gone easily trust you
Ion speak don't give a fuck
If you need a discussion
I'm not yo man's don't shake my hand
And I mean it don't touch me
I got that bag and
If you need it at 3 then fuck it
Fuck it fuck it fuck it fuck it
I'm pullin up music loud
I'm causing a ruckus
Fuck it fuck it fuck it fuck it
If you don't like it
Shouldn't have hit me
You know how I'm comin
I pack my bag inside of my bag
Inside of the trap
Niggas mad I'm back up in my bag
They know its a wrap
I keep some FRN's on me
No federal tax
I went to work on my lonely
Gettin federal cash
No money in the bank homie
I got several stashes
They say my shit so fye
I'm a bundle of matches
I just keep my shit lit and
Don't turn into ashes
But I'll never burn ya
if ya burn me
I'm burning your mattress
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Writer(s): Christopher Allen
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