IDGAF Lyrics

I should've been on it, and you should've gone

Trying to do the things that we want to do

I just wanna write this song

And title it "I don't give a fuck"

Cause I just don't give a fuck, you know what I'm saying

I'm just worried about me

And worried about the ones that's fucking with me

Anybody else that ain't worried about me

That don't love me, I don't give a fuck about you

You know what I'm saying? I'm getting money

(REENIE) having motion

Pussy wet like the ocean, that's what I told her

With the bros, fuck these hoes

Lil bro shiesty, keep a pole

Came up off this rap shit, nigga, that's why I be in the studio

I can't stop, I won't fall off

Gotta keep it going, I know I'm chose

These niggas gon' talk down on me

Don't give no fuck, they don't want no smoke

For myself, I set some boundaries

Can't love no bitch, can't get too close

In the trap, we selling pounds and things

Got the shit one pull it'll make you choke

Tote chops, got a hundred rounds and things

On some militant shit, I'm gon' kick in your door

That's bap, youn even be round the gang

My feelings gone, they on the floor, nigga

Gotta get these millions

I just want them digits

Steady going through this pain

I just want some healing

All this money in my brain

Just stack it to the ceiling

Big bro riding with a forty

Ready for a killing

Fuck with us, go missing

You ain't even listening

Was my lover had me, fooled

In the moonlight kissing

On her knees praising me

And I ain't even Christian

Focused on my goals

Grind mode got tunnel vision

Steady out here in that field

Trying to put the guys on

You don't know how that feel

Look me in the eyes and lie

It ain't hard to keep it real

Could've lost my life to drugs

It was hard to stay off pills

With the bros, fuck these hoes

Lil bro shiesty, keep a pole

Came up off this rap shit, nigga

That's why I be in the studio

I can't stop, I won't fall off

Gotta keep it going, I know I'm chose

These niggas gon' talk down on me

Don't give no fuck, they don't want no smoke

For myself, I set some boundaries

Can't love no bitch, can't get too close

In the trap, we selling pounds and things

Got shit one pull it'll make you choke

Tote chops got a hundred rounds and things

On some militant shit, I'm gon' kick in your door

That's bap, youn even be round the gang

My feelings gone, they on the floor, nigga