Balance Lyrics

Sorry I don't give a fuck

Hop up in that motherfuckin' Bentley truck

You know that ass fat I like it big as fuck

Told yo main bitch come give me some more

Why you always walk-in smellin' like dro

Maybe one day I'll be sellin' out shows

Don't talk to me you can talk to big bro

No I do not fuck with yo stanky hoes

I'm laying in bed saying damn this shit surgical

Come give me a miracle we smokin', we lyrical

We pushin' yo shit back you don't got a chance

My four shoot right into you, you whippin' a van lil dude

My dick in her gut and she can't even stand

Why you been hangin' round all of them fans

I'm sippin' from syrofoam, you sippin' from cans

Like how it feel when you making some bands

Don't go over there it's not part of the plan

Not part of the plan

I'm whippin' some real shit you whippin' a van

I don't know her name but she call me the man

Beugle the boy but it's not a damn scam

All of you bitches be rockin' a tan

Ballin' on niggas like Kevin Durant

Lost in the sky and I'm fuckin' her friend

Sorry I don't give a fuck

Hop up in that motherfuckin' bentley truck

You know that ass fat, I like it big as fuck

I cannot take no more drugs I be slow

Remember the bitch who done tatted my name on her leg down below

Hospital food it be tasting real gross

Me and my niggas, we don't give a fuck we gon' show at yo home

Gettin' real high I be seeing in chrome

If you my mans you cannot be on no broke shit, not runnin' through loans

Not runnin' through loans

I cash out my check and I take it right home

I take it right home

We don't give a fuck we gon' show at yo home

We show at yo home