0 Fucks Lyrics

Made man a shit talker, all about the bread

Got a hundred shots for any niggas talkin', leave em dead

Try to show him love, he flakin' on the play, that nigga fed

Don't even hit my phone, if you ain't talkin' money

Left on red

Yeah, ha, ha, yeah, yeah, ha, ha, ha

Yeah, yeah, ha, ha, yeah, yeah, ha

I'm in the back of the party, we turnin' shit up

Me and my niggas, we too paid

Tell me why in the fuck, would I give you a fuck

We just been ballin' like 2K

Way we throwin' up shots and we gettin' a buck

Fuck it, I put my trust in the cup

Brody, he know I ain't dappin' him up

Ha, you gettin' money, what's up

Like, damn, you gettin' money or what

My money bigger than Jabba the Hutt

Model you know she gon' walk with a strut

damn, damn, don't see a hoe that I trust

I drop a four, go straight to my gut

Damn, these niggas, they tryna copy

But they cannot do the shit I do

This 5-5-6 gon' bite you

Trackhawk, stay disturbing

Got my engine straight from NASA

I'm the richest in the class

I'm throwin' cash, I might be FAFSA

Why my cup so fuckin' dark

I take a sip, it call me master

Bitch, yo man a repeat donor

His main Hustle, sellin' plasma

Ha, young shit talker

I was born talkin' crazy

Rockin' Milo head to toe

I'm just a bathing ape baby

Top so good, I bought a bag

I call that bougie bitch rabies

Used to dub me on the features

Now them niggas gotta pay me

Ha, yeah, yeah, ah, ha

Ha, yeah, yeah, ha

Ha, yeah, yeah, ha

Ha, yeah, yeah, ah, ha

Why in the fuck would I

Why in the fuck would I give you a fuck

Why in the fuck would I

Why the fuck would I, huh

Yeah, why in the fuck would I

Why in the fuck would I give you a fuck

Ha, why the fuck would I

Why in the fuck would I, huh

Yeah

Made man a shit-talker

All about the bread

Got a hundred shots for any nigga talkin

Leave him dead

Try to show him love

He flakin' on the play

That nigga fed

Don't even hit my phone

If you ain't talkin' money

Left on read