CORRECTAR LA LETRA
Letra : I Don’t Care*
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Damn, hahahaha
Woo
Let's go
Baccarat, on a shirt, smellin' good (Uh-huh)
Bad b*t*h suck my d**k, real good
Drop-top, in Miami, livin' good
Made it out, no cap, still hood
f**k is you talkin' about?
Most of y'all n***as can't pull them bands out
Went and got me some millions and bad thots
Went and got me some jewelry, I cashed out
Yeah, we had to stay down, knock your man off
And that 6.7-2 cut your man off
You can go for a dash then I'm backed out
Yeah
At this point I don't care about nothin'
Just my daughter, my mama, my money
I don't give a f**k 'bout none of y'all f**k boys
Treat 'em like a trash truck, n***a, then dump 'em
Yeah, went and secured out the house
Can't go outside, no, y'all f**k boys comin'
Tryna drink a Henny now rollin down my window when he pull up, ain't no n***a gettin' runnin'
Back inside me for none, boy you too crazy
They ain't takin' my sh*t, you can rob 'em in broad day
Yeah, you know we gon' have the supply crazy
Yeah, shots got him shocked, crime sprayed
It's a opp like after opp getting layed down
Yeah, she my bad, she my [?]
She pull me all the water, goddamn, gotta wait 'til the next round
Winter frosted diamonds
First came in and went 'bout a minute
I ain't no big fan of Fendi
But we'll go shoot at these n***as
They talkin' Martin, n***a
I get high like a Martian, n***a
Step like a [?]
and Gunna, so bad drippers
Baccarat, on a shirt, smellin' good (Uh-huh)
Bad b*t*h suck my d**k, real good
Drop-top, in Miami, livin' good
Made it out, no cap, still hood
f**k is you talkin' about?
Most of y'all n***as can't pull them bands out
Went and got me some millions and bad thots
Went and got me some jewelry, I cashed out
Yeah, we had to stay down, knock your man off
And that 6.7-2 cut your man off
You can go for a dash then I'm back out
Yeah
Damn, hahahaha
Woo
Let's go
Baccarat, on a shirt, smellin' good (Uh-huh)
Bad b*t*h suck my d**k, real good
Drop-top, in Miami, livin' good
Made it out, no cap, still hood
f**k is you talkin' about?
Most of y'all n***as can't pull them bands out
Went and got me some millions and bad thots
Went and got me some jewelry, I cashed out
Yeah, we had to stay down, knock your man off
And that 6.7-2 cut your man off
You can go for a dash then I'm backed out
Yeah
At this point I don't care about nothin'
Just my daughter, my mama, my money
I don't give a f**k 'bout none of y'all f**k boys
Treat 'em like a trash truck, n***a, then dump 'em
Yeah, went and secured out the house
Can't go outside, no, y'all f**k boys comin'
Tryna drink a Henny now rollin down my window when he pull up, ain't no n***a gettin' runnin'
Back inside me for none, boy you too crazy
They ain't takin' my sh*t, you can rob 'em in broad day
Yeah, you know we gon' have the supply crazy
Yeah, shots got him shocked, crime sprayed
It's a opp like after opp getting layed down
Yeah, she my bad, she my [?]
She pull me all the water, goddamn, gotta wait 'til the next round
Winter frosted diamonds
First came in and went 'bout a minute
I ain't no big fan of Fendi
But we'll go shoot at these n***as
They talkin' Martin, n***a
I get high like a Martian, n***a
Step like a [?]
and Gunna, so bad drippers
Baccarat, on a shirt, smellin' good (Uh-huh)
Bad b*t*h suck my d**k, real good
Drop-top, in Miami, livin' good
Made it out, no cap, still hood
f**k is you talkin' about?
Most of y'all n***as can't pull them bands out
Went and got me some millions and bad thots
Went and got me some jewelry, I cashed out
Yeah, we had to stay down, knock your man off
And that 6.7-2 cut your man off
You can go for a dash then I'm back out
Yeah
