
Don’t Give A Fuck ft. Kill Bill The Rapper Rekcahdam (Ft. Kill Bill: The Rapper)
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[Intro/Hook Rekcahdam:]
People ask me, why I get drunk and pass out?
Nigga cause, I don't give a fuck
You want to know, why I get high with my stash out?
Nigga cause, I don't give a fuck
I don't give a fuck
I don't give a fuck
I don't give a fuck
I don't give a fuck
You fuck niggas want to talk to me. If it ain't bout money, then I won't give a fuck
[Verse 1 Rekcahdam:]
Shit, I been grinding all morning
So, I'm bout to get fucked up
The club say we can't smoke. Fuck that
We rollin' on these niggas, like a monster truck
Damn, this cute girl eyin' me
While she smoking on a doobie
I'm like, "What's Up?"
She replied, "It's a movie."
Well, we can make a "sexy part 2."
Cause you're a cutie
We should call it "Down", so Pixar don't sue me
Let me get you a drink, I'm cool with the bartender
Got him out of a fight
Saved his life like, in December
So every now and then, I'll ask for a free tequila
She asked, "why is that?"
Just to see if he remember
She said, "You must be a real G."
And I said, "Nah that ain't the real me."
But, fuck with my fam and fuck who shot ya. I'll shoot you broad day, like it ain't no biggie
She laughed, and said "boy you silly."
Followed her to a room with a sign that said "busy."
Know my mama won't approve, but I be making moves. Feet hurtin', she ain't walked in my shoes
People ask me, why I get drunk and pass out?
Nigga cause, I don't give a fuck
You want to know, why I get high with my stash out?
Nigga cause, I don't give a fuck
I don't give a fuck
I don't give a fuck
I don't give a fuck
I don't give a fuck
You fuck niggas want to talk to me. If it ain't bout money, then I won't give a fuck
[Verse 1 Rekcahdam:]
Shit, I been grinding all morning
So, I'm bout to get fucked up
The club say we can't smoke. Fuck that
We rollin' on these niggas, like a monster truck
Damn, this cute girl eyin' me
While she smoking on a doobie
I'm like, "What's Up?"
She replied, "It's a movie."
Well, we can make a "sexy part 2."
Cause you're a cutie
We should call it "Down", so Pixar don't sue me
Let me get you a drink, I'm cool with the bartender
Got him out of a fight
Saved his life like, in December
So every now and then, I'll ask for a free tequila
She asked, "why is that?"
Just to see if he remember
She said, "You must be a real G."
And I said, "Nah that ain't the real me."
But, fuck with my fam and fuck who shot ya. I'll shoot you broad day, like it ain't no biggie
She laughed, and said "boy you silly."
Followed her to a room with a sign that said "busy."
Know my mama won't approve, but I be making moves. Feet hurtin', she ain't walked in my shoes
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