[Chorus: Rich Brian]

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

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

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

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

[Verse 1: Rich Brian]

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

Tryna fuck Atlanta bitch but let her lick the pussy up

Turn your bitch into a dyke, finna need her baptized

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 on my side

Mothafuck cops, bustin' like a pork, better hide

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

Cigarettes to my lungs 'til I let the pistol go

Look into my eyes, 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 cheek

Where the bullet grazed, and it 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, hoe

[Verse 2: Pouya]

I can't see, walk, talk, been straight, ho breakin'

Ain't nothin', the energy I generate

The Underground Underdog 'bout to fall off

Into another generation

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

Fuck the fame, baby, I don't wanna live in L.A

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

Gon' lay with a ho, face in the coke lines

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

Goin' 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 (Ayy)

Tour been feelin' like a damn vacation

Germ fucked up, wakin' up not knowin' where he at

You was blacked out in the damn basement

[Chorus: Rich Brian]

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

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

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

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

[Verse 3: Ghostface Killah]

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 me more head than Steve Harvey

I keep a duffle bag, not like the money team

All coked out on a scale of a triple beam

Nah mean? Fuck a team of guerrillas

Silverback stomp out your gang of chinchillas

Suitcase, military scopes

Korean shotty 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 chhhk BOW

[Chorus: Rich Brian]

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

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

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

I'ma pull up with that stick and hit yo motherfuckin' do' (yeah)