Dat $tick (Remix) [feat. Ghostface Killah & Pouya]

Man, I don't give a fuck about a mothafuckin' po

I'ma pull up with that stick and hit yo mothafuckin' do'

Man, I don't give a fuck about a mothafuckin' po

I'ma pull up with that stick and hit yo mothafuckin' do'

Don't give a fuck, poppin' bottles in the club

Tryna fuck Atlanta bih, but let her lick the pussy up

Turn your bitch into a dyke, finna need a baptize

Pool full of liquor, finna dive in her eyes

Bitch I don't care, finna fuck a bitch with no protection

I be ignant

Pray to God I'ma die with my nine one my side

Mothafuck cops, busin' like a pork, better hide

Put my dick in her mouth, call that shit a metaphor

Cigarettes to my lungs till I let the pistol go

Look into my eye, tell me what you wanna do

'Fore I kill you in the street with the rest of your crew

I did this, you know this, the mark on my shoot

With a bullet grazin', I almost took my life

Forgot what day feels like, I only live at night

Like a bat, not a rat, never die

Where you at, ho

I can't see, walk, talk then stray, ho breakin'

Ain't nothing, the energy I generate

The underground underdog 'bout to fall off

Into another generation

I was working, bussin' tables, now I got my own squid on the plate

Fuck the fame, baby, I don't wanna live in LA

Back-back to the M I A, to the M I

Go lay with a ho, face in the coke lines

Toe taggin' rappers thinkin' that they're snappin'

Going bar to bar with me is suicide

You or I, do or die, baby don't even worry about who am I

Bank account go stupid now

You should know about the whip situation

Tour been feeling like a damn vacation

Germ fucked up, waking up not know where he at

You was blacked out in the damn basement

Man, I don't give a fuck about a mothafuckin' po

I'ma pull up with that stick and hit yo mothafuckin' do'

Man, I don't give a fuck about a mothafuckin' po

I'ma pull up with that stick and hit yo mothafuckin' do'

Yo, I don't give two fucks, I blow big bucks

Strip club, white pussy marks on my black tux

'Cause after the party's the hotel lobby

And that bitch gonna give more head that Steve Harvey

I keep a duffle bag, not like the money team

All coked out on a scale of a triple beam

Nah mean, fuckin' team of gorillas

Silverback stomp out your gang of chinchillas

Shoot case, military scopes

Korean shottie up the sleeve of my coat

Each slug is like one big egg roll

Impact, you could lose half of your leg, bro

'Cause we don't play those games

Franco hit the deck, click-clack, take aim

Guns never jam, we don't waste rounds

Best shot's behind the ear like, chick-bow

Man, I don't give a fuck about a mothafuckin' po

I'ma pull up with that stick and hit yo mothafuckin' do'

Man, I don't give a fuck about a mothafuckin' po

I'ma pull up with that stick and hit yo mothafuckin' do'

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