"No Fucks Given" lyrics
(feat. CEO Trayle)
[Warhol.SS:]
Yeah, bitch, I could give a fuck (Ayy, ayy, jahk on the beat)
These niggas don't mention us
But they gotta respect how we get it done (Ayy, ayy, ayy)
MAC-10, submachine, minigun
And it's too many hoes, I ain't pickin' just one
I was on kick-doors sittin' in the front
I done popped two Xans and I lost my top
On the yacht with the hoes, nigga, fuck my opps
We ain't stuntin' nobody, nigga, fuck your block
Cuz got kicked out, he was fuckin' up pots
Ayy, niggas is dead to me
I been pickin' up tens a piece
On the Addy, extended release
Bought a 40, it came with a ruler
You can say I extended the piece
[CEO Trayle:]
And I had to go visit my jeweler
'Cause I had to go get me a piece
Smoke a pound on the beach in Bermuda
'Cause I'm really tryna find me some peace
Ayy, when you ridin' in the car with them shooters
You might catch you like two bodies a week
Ayy, don't play with us, nigga, we play for keeps
Whole team got Trackhawk Jeeps
Nigga, I was lettin' them pounds go cheap
Money machine go, "Ffft, beep"
Know for a fact I been high all week
I'll pay a nigga find out where y'all sleep
They don't let us in, say, "They too deep"
And them record labels scared, say, "They too street"
Ayy, nigga, mow your lawn, snakes in this grass
[Warhol.SS:]
Ayy, ayy, I'm still fightin' demons all from my past
In the top floor penthouse, maid, all glass
Straight out the trenches, I beat the odds
2021 Suburban, still gotta ride with the rod
We never cuttin' the grass, the snakes know who steppin' large
We got your partner 'cause you was hidin'
Send his mama my condolences
Tris with the Wock' in the double cup
I swear this shit her the potent-est
We put that shit on the top like an ornament
Nigga, I'm fortunate, drivin' the Scat' like a forklift
Play with his shit, we gon' torture
Buffs whiter than some porcelain
Yeah, bitch, I could give a fuck (Ayy, ayy)
These niggas don't mention us
But they gotta respect how we get it done (Ayy, ayy, ayy)
MAC-10, submachine, minigun
And it's too many hoes, I ain't pickin' just one
I was on kick-doors sittin' in the front
Yeah, bitch, I could give a fuck (Ayy, ayy)
These niggas don't mention us
But they gotta respect how we get it done (Ayy, ayy, ayy)
MAC-10, submachine, minigun
And it's too many hoes, I ain't pickin' just one
I was on kick-doors sittin' in the front
Yeah, bitch, I could give a fuck (Ayy, ayy, jahk on the beat)
These niggas don't mention us
But they gotta respect how we get it done (Ayy, ayy, ayy)
MAC-10, submachine, minigun
And it's too many hoes, I ain't pickin' just one
I was on kick-doors sittin' in the front
I done popped two Xans and I lost my top
On the yacht with the hoes, nigga, fuck my opps
We ain't stuntin' nobody, nigga, fuck your block
Cuz got kicked out, he was fuckin' up pots
Ayy, niggas is dead to me
I been pickin' up tens a piece
On the Addy, extended release
Bought a 40, it came with a ruler
You can say I extended the piece
[CEO Trayle:]
And I had to go visit my jeweler
'Cause I had to go get me a piece
Smoke a pound on the beach in Bermuda
'Cause I'm really tryna find me some peace
Ayy, when you ridin' in the car with them shooters
You might catch you like two bodies a week
Ayy, don't play with us, nigga, we play for keeps
Whole team got Trackhawk Jeeps
Nigga, I was lettin' them pounds go cheap
Money machine go, "Ffft, beep"
Know for a fact I been high all week
I'll pay a nigga find out where y'all sleep
They don't let us in, say, "They too deep"
And them record labels scared, say, "They too street"
Ayy, nigga, mow your lawn, snakes in this grass
[Warhol.SS:]
Ayy, ayy, I'm still fightin' demons all from my past
In the top floor penthouse, maid, all glass
Straight out the trenches, I beat the odds
2021 Suburban, still gotta ride with the rod
We never cuttin' the grass, the snakes know who steppin' large
We got your partner 'cause you was hidin'
Send his mama my condolences
Tris with the Wock' in the double cup
I swear this shit her the potent-est
We put that shit on the top like an ornament
Nigga, I'm fortunate, drivin' the Scat' like a forklift
Play with his shit, we gon' torture
Buffs whiter than some porcelain
Yeah, bitch, I could give a fuck (Ayy, ayy)
These niggas don't mention us
But they gotta respect how we get it done (Ayy, ayy, ayy)
MAC-10, submachine, minigun
And it's too many hoes, I ain't pickin' just one
I was on kick-doors sittin' in the front
Yeah, bitch, I could give a fuck (Ayy, ayy)
These niggas don't mention us
But they gotta respect how we get it done (Ayy, ayy, ayy)
MAC-10, submachine, minigun
And it's too many hoes, I ain't pickin' just one
I was on kick-doors sittin' in the front
