Nonchalant Lyrics

(I can't do no shit for free, No I can't do no shit for free, no)

I take cash and I take credit but can't do no shit for free

Shorty bad and she got ass bitch who is you come sit with me

Ask me whats my toxic trait I say I don't how to love

And you might think I'm nonchalant really I just don't give fuck

Can't nobody get no favors ain't no way it shake like that

Can't no bitch call me her bae no I don't play with shit like that

Boy I love you, girl I don't know shit to say to shit like that

But I always keep it playa so she keep on coming back

Say I got gangstas out on standby

Stones on streets like land mines

Crips back in the south and they would love to see your mans die

Killed him now his mans crying

Bro back in the land sliding

Score like ten-five bitch we done won it by a landslide

Myanna on me in the club, you push past us and I'm gone move some

I can talk anyway that I want, I put that on my son that boy won't do nothing

It's a lot being my shorty so you got prove if you fit the shoe or something

And I heard that you looking for love, shorty that's tough get you a clue or something

I knew Lil Bro was a striker, I seen them nines inside of his kitchen

Look in my face and you lie and then when I call it you try to dismiss it

Shorty been hitting my line like if you got time, shit I'm trying to kick it

And lil mama I can see you staring it last you more time if you take you a picture

I think she want her a sponsor to buy her life but that ain't me or nothing

And I know I'm the ACE but in your side shit I can't be the one

She got niggas played so I can't lie I see the P in her

Put her in some money and shit, now she think she me or something

Can't nobody get no favors ain't no way it shake like that

Can't no bitch call me her bae no I don't play with shit like that

Boy I love you, girl I don't know shit to say to shit like that

But I always keep it playa so she keep on coming back

Say I got gangstas out on standby

Stones on streets like land mines

Crips back in the south and they would love to see your mans die

Killed him now his mans crying

Bro back in the land sliding

Score like ten-five bitch we done won it by a landslide