IDGAF (Intro)

(The high-speed chase that started in Homewood, ends in Downtown Birmingham) (Homewood Police say they started to chase a man) (When he failed to pull over for a traffic stop on I-65 North) (Near The Lackshore Drive) Ridin' round the city with them Glizzys and them Blizzys Tucked You can get my bread or ima' slime you I don't give a f*ck Like Trap-Spot Kick It In Up that Glock like, give it up We caught that boy in traffic Had to wack 'em Had to fill 'em up Like Louis V, All up on my waist, I feel like that nigga I might kick you out my hot-box if you pass me a Swisher These 556s' Hot, they hit like missiles when they fuckin' hit you Like Boogeyman, them Choppas out to get ya' we gon' slide in rentals Like, Dirty Glock, ridin' around with a 25 to life I'm ready to crash, this gen 5 on my side and I ain't afraid to die If you get down on yo' dick you better go and whip some pies Yeah, i'm a wealthy villian all I know is a fuckin' life of crime Yeah, i'm a killer I feel like i'm Frieza when I up that heater Yeah, you a liar, you a heathen if you say that boy still breathin' I got this Moncler for the season I might change it for no reason Yeah, I be trappin' like i'm Jeezy no one said this shit was easy I feel Lamborghini Geeski in this Cat cus you can't reach me She like it when I come around I love all my lil' bitches needy He thought he ran off with my bags, I had to spin the block like CD Yeah, these boys Broke than a bitch, these boys ain't eating like a ED Ridin' round the city with them Glizzys and them Blizzys Tucked You can get my bread or ima' slime you I don't give a f*ck Like Trap-Spot Kick It In Up that Glock like, give it up We caught that boy in traffic Had to wack 'em Had to fill 'em up Like Louis V, All up on my waist, I feel like that nigga I might kick you out my hot-box if you pass me a Swisher These 556s' Hot, they hit like missiles when they fuckin' hit you Like Boogeyman, them Choppas out to get ya' we gon' slide in rentals