I Don't

Either you want me
Or you don’t
«Just don’t forget me when you famous»
What I been told
Ain’t gotta worry
Verse I:
Coz I don’t, don’t
Remember when I’m hung
I say fuck my books
And run, (run)
Time and patience weighing on my brain to get it done
Motosport
(skrrr)
I’m the one
I don’t speed, I teleport
I spend my funds
(skrr skrr)
Northside got me good
I see my haters act surprise
No replies, so they don’t deserve goodbyes
Hit 'em with a archive, just bring the sprite
What a time to be alive, getting that comma splice
Yeah
Yeah
Getting that cheque, staying in check
Neck full of ice
Keep the pussy wet, treat it like a vet
Never needed advice
Fill this cup, we go up, still got time
I don’t pay no mind, yeah yeah
Bridge:
Either you want me or you don’t
«Just don’t forget me when I’m famous»
What I been told
Hook:
Ain’t gotta worry coz I don’t, don’t, yeah
You was wrong, never right
Bitch I don’t, don’t. Yeah
Told me off, now I’m right on sight
Bitch I don’t, don’t. Yeah
You laughed at me, now it’s with me
Bitch I don’t. Yeah
I don’t pay no mind, yeah, yeah
Verse II:
Do me a favour, suck on my dick
Heard enough bullshit coming out lips
Take a step back, can’t fit in my shoes
Can’t fit in my clique
Bitch niggas ain’t shit but a poorman Bruce Jenner/Tyler Perry copy
Woah
Look how many niggas I dun bodied
Woah
Battle of egos, I ain’t taking zeros
A Xerox of me in your mirror
Can’t cope
Bitch I got DOPE Couture all on my clothes
I make what you make with seven more bros
Innanetwav on the tip of the iceberg
Brizzy and Langie WAV. ganging on hoes
Shoot on your block
Bitch is you gang when you ain’t got a Glock
But I want peace
I’m yellow so why fight with the broke guys
When I’m still on my grind
That’s why I’m top
Top of the list
Watch how you talk
Woah
Boss, runnin' this bitch
And yall niggas bark
Bros
Stop
Woah
We are not gang
What
You cannot hang
You are not man
Cannot perform in the can
Watch me go get my advance
Bitch
Yeah
Verse III:
Italy, Italy, Italy, yah
I’m on that Armani, Italy, ah
I’m on that Gucci, my destiny
Ah
I’m on that Gucci, my therapy
Ah
Italy, Italy, Italy
Aye
Vegas came in with the rocks
Aye
Skraight out the pot like I’m Oliver
Aye
Pull up and dope on the cops
Aye
Water park sidewalk, I drip, drip
KC keep stick on the hip
Woah
Baby girl won’t give you kiss, kiss
Ain’t she like 14 years old
Gross
I do the most when I walk
Walk
«Tailor made rapper, my moniker»
Aye
Monica called me this morning
Like damn, «I want your dick», like I promised her
Yah
Drop out of school to get rich
Aye
Season I play the assist
Aye
Money long talk
And I mean 'em Mandelas
I know my worth, nigga
Bring that margiela
I brought that sauce, but your bank accapella
I brought that sauce on your bitch
Yah
I pulled a Cardi, Bacardi get licked
Off and I’m set, eat a dick
Verse IV:
Boy if I get want I’ll get it
I run it up
2018 in the bag
And I fuck it up
Get my designer
That JC my kinda shit
Book that hotel and the bank teller call me up
«Hash, why you spend too much time on these hoes?»
Ain’t pay no mind
Get 'em all for my bros
Get in my shoes
In my Jimmy Choos
Hype Mag, ain’t shit but a warning
I’m coming up
Walk in the club, I ain’t legal, I’m VIP
What a way to kick off my entire summer
I was looking through every loophole in the book
But they end up booking me for money showers
They just riding my wave
They say I went ghost on 'em
I chase a Wraith
I remind of a gold digging hoe
Coz I’m popping like Lovers Plus
Ain’t no one safe