Futuristic - IDGAF lyrics

[Verse 1: Lexy Panterra] I got my top down Riding through the city LA bound Got my girlies with me my [?] out We ain't sitting pretty Got my gold fangs i'm bout to get gritty Bottles on bottle we pa** them around Shot after Shot yeah we taking them down Finally hit me I'm feeling it now Got a [?] let's turn it around [Chorus: Lexy Panterra] You ain't got sh** to say now I'm about to bring the heat out Oh, oh, oh. Oh, oh, oh I don't a f** Hate it when I walk away now Wishing I was still your playground Oh, oh, oh. Oh, oh, oh I don't a f**(x5) [Verse 2: Futuristic] Yo, negative 8 f**s given I told them I would blow up but they didn't wanna listen Get them hot tell them cool it now just like new edition They don't wanna scrap I'm like "Look at all of these chickens" God damn my flow dumb Immune to bullsh** swear I think I'm so numb Living good Cheesing while I'm putting up both thumbs None of yall songs bang you beating on broke drums Taking more shots then Pac did With a [?] I'm testing the head like a pop quiz Flow tighter than a speedo So when I say I'm in my Pjs I ain't talking bout sleep though [Chorus: Lexy Panterra] You ain't got sh** to say now I'm about to bring the heat out Oh, oh, oh. Oh, oh, oh I don't a f** Hate it when I walk away now Wishing I was still your playground Oh, oh, oh. Oh, oh, oh I don't a f**(x5) [Verse 3: Bugatti Beez] Let's see I'm young and dangerous All the bad b**hes wanna hang with us Only real with me nothing fake with us It be looking like somebodies birthday when we come through cause the cake with us Got it on lock like a safe with us Boy don't play with us You can't find another me they ain't make enough Cause Beez the supreme type They gave me the green light So every time I spit a dope verse I get the fiends hype Call it whatever you got to I'm sicker than Achoo (Bless you) If you hating on me that's cool (Okay) Just know that I'm the best so I be smiling with my middle fingers up in every Kodak 219 but you already know that [Chorus: Lexy Panterra] You ain't got sh** to say now I'm about to bring the heat out Oh, oh, oh. Oh, oh, oh I don't a f** Hate it when I walk away now Wishing I was still your playground Oh, oh, oh. Oh, oh, oh I don't a f**(x5)