Who cares Lyrics

It could so simple stupid hoe

You just cap right to me tho

Say you love me

Need ya soul

Say you want me

Need the throat

I be coolin back up in the club who shaking doonies tho

And she done had her hands out for a dub

You silly to me yo

A bag chasing bitch she got her own

I think she serve

Crack or maybe got an onlyfans

Who knows but I don't care

As long as she ain't on that fucking corner on that curb

Then we can make a muhfucking play like what's the word

Niggas wan talk yo pockets hurt

My shyt on fat Paul blart

My bro he Whippin

Need that hemi

Need that scat

Fuck up the turf

And what I'm sippin

Have you tripping

Off a nothing

Over words

And I be coolin

But sometimes

I feel like that I'm overworked

Like Whatchu doing

Shorty hit my phone

I told her come and slurp

She smiled to it

Said I love it how for me you turn to a perv

And this is true

I will not cap up in my song

Not in a verse

I talk to you and you and you and you and you and you and her

I'm talking straight up to these niggas not on me ya feelings hurt

These pussy boys be talking bout a bag but can't catch an Uber

Like fuck you talking bout

Ya salary

I make off selling shirts

And you a junkie monkey I just heard that you be popping percs