Smackdown Beats - DONT GIVE A FUCK ABOUT NO HOES lyrics

Ye im coming down the streets Thinking bout my f**ing needs Im just doing my own stuff f** your critics f** your thoughts Im not rollin of a pills But just smokin making deals With my gang in the skyes b**h we always have supplies Ye i hear him talking sh** Boy stop acting like a b**h I might come up to his face Whoop his a** then close the case b**h im flexin at my place I dont do no f**ing chase Kicked that b**h out my place Ye she only a disgrace But im back smokin haze To my motherf**ing face So you better make a space For my a** and for my js I dont know which way to go So i keep it on my flow And im never turning back Ye i pull up in that jet Got gold ak on my back In my pocket got some stack Shes not a girl shes a hoe Eeny, meeny, miny, moe Pull up in that 64 Bustin clips im the pro I just had to let you know Silver on my motherf**ing wrist I just had to let you know I might pull up on your b**h I might pull op on your a** With a blade in my stash I might pull up on your block You got b**hes i done f**ed If you hating on me dog I really dont give a f** Im sorry that i can't Express my f**ing self They say i dont show no love b**h i rather hit the plug 24 pre-rolls in my motherf**ing pack Riding trough the city with a motheruf**ing fanny pack b**h you wanna see me meet me i dont have problem with that We go f** to my crib but i ain't taking you back