Aoty

I don’t I don’t I don’t need my fucking ears Fucking all this pussy i’m a buccaneer I ain’t give a f*ck I haven’t done for years I’m a go and get it artist of the year I don’t I don’t I don’t need my fucking ears Fucking all this pussy i’m a buccaneer I ain’t give a f*ck I haven’t done for years I’m a go and get it Artist of the year Pack, pack it all up in the bank, bank bank I ain’t, I ain’t give a f*ck what you thank, thank thank Rolling hard out here in the fucking paint, paint paint I’m a make a milli f*ck a rank rank rank Ah ah Day one with the same hittas’ Look at me crazy i’ma go gorillas Staring at me lazy, we gon’ wake the children I ain’t got no chill, I will kill them bitches Ah ah Why you gotta come f*ck my day now It’s been going well, it’s bout to rain now I don't even know what's up, I locked the caine' out I been fucking with your main bitch stay out I’ ma have go and hunt your buddy (kill yo buddy) We be hunting for our meat and leave you skully’ (leave you skully) Everyday we out here hunting for our money (get it) Leave you in a fucking grave this shit be funny (shit be funny) I don’t I don’t I don’t need my fucking ears Fucking all this pussy i’m a buccaneer I ain’t give a f*ck I haven’t done for years I’ma go and get it artist of the year I don’t I don’t I don’t need my fucking ears Fucking all this pussy i’m a buccaneer I ain’t give a f*ck I haven’t done for years I’ma go and get it artist of the year We be fucking out here with my day ones F*ck a mattress party we gon’ make one (make one) I don’t even f*ck with chick she want some Three condoms ain’t make me want one Swear to God I’m about to be a big one Till then I’m just juggling these big ones I got molly for me like i’m fucking selling This is personal i’m bout to go to heaven I’m a f*ck your main bitch then your reverend What the f*ck is up God, I'm fucking bending Nothing nothing nothing That I see is straight now Vision blurry i’m about to head straight down Swear to god I’ma wake up on the ceiling (on the ceiling) Take your main bitch out to New Zealand (to New Zealand) I’m a make that bitch come and I mean it (and I mean it) I ain’t even give a f*ck if you seen it (I let you watch me) I don’t I don’t I don’t need my fucking ears Fucking all this pussy i’m a buccaneer I ain’t give a f*ck I haven’t done for years I’ma go and get it artist of the year I don’t I don’t I don’t need my fucking ears Fucking all this pussy i’m a buccaneer I ain’t give a f*ck I haven’t done for years I’ma go and get it artist of the year Doggin’ Doggin Raw dog inside yo bitch, inside yo bitch I’m that playa, playa Victi’ scratch that itch, scratch that itch I’ma go and get it, get it, get it Call me rich, call me rich I don’t, I don’t give give a f*ck about yo shit (bout’ yo shit) Ah ah Tone deaf but we played wit' it Running to the beat like we know the snitches Call me Hercules like we on that loud Took your girl home, didn’t watch yo mouth This the song that everybody bumping I’m a make the beat come like we humping Double double, fucking parked like we stunting Bricks stacked like we making fucking buildings I’ma go and get this money like a million I’ma set myself up like no children Single single single, everyday fucking now Bitch i’m talking money and my lifestyle I don’t even want yo sex nobody (nobody) All I want to raise my net no bloody (no bloody) I ain’t, I ain’t, risking shit about no children (children) Swear to God all I want is to make a million (million) I don’t I don’t I don’t need my fucking ears Fucking all this pussy i’m a buccaneer I ain’t give a f*ck I haven’t done for years I’ma go and get it artist of the year I don’t I don’t I don’t need my fucking ears Fucking all this pussy i’m a buccaneer I ain’t give a f*ck I haven’t done for years I’ma go and get it artist of the year