I Don’t Give a Fuck Kur (Ft. Lil Uzi Vert)

[Chorus: Kur]
I could die drinking this codeine, I don't give a fuck
Get rich with it with my whole team, I don't give a fuck
I could go to jail selling this shit, still won't give a fuck
All the shit I did, I probably go to hell, I don't give a fuck

I could die drinking this codeine, I don't give a fuck
Get rich with it with my whole team, I don't give a fuck
I could go to jail selling this shit, still won't give a fuck
All the shit I did, I probably go to hell, I don't give a fuck

[Verse 1: Lil Uzi Vert]
We working we working
What I sip on be that purpose
Most of these broads they be thirsty
Hundreds and fifties
Yeah I got hundreds and fifties
And your pockets be my numbers
Your bitch in the whip, yeah the one with the curtains
I'm sucking that titty, that bitch'll be nursing
That we I be sippin, my words they be slurring
If first in my water, you know I be skrting
I'm whipping and whipping, the wrist'll be churning
They say it is real, your chain it be turning
And fake niggas only think that I'm allergic
I write on the dotted line, write up in cursive
I'm chalking the outer line when you get murdered
You talking 'bout rapping but I got the burner
And this be the nine, and you can get burnt up
Designer my clothes, side bitch be imported
And shout out the plug, can't look cross the water
I'm up, been in Mexico cause I'm important
What the fuck you gonna do right with a quarter
When I get the clothes, yeah something more hoarder
Don't cop at the mall, everything you order
Got bitches in Jersey all way down to Florida
She sucking me off, she tasting her daughter
And you want it all, but you can't afford it
What I pay for my shoes probably your mortgage
And they say I'm rude, my music is hard up
And credit when due, worked for my grandmomma
And I'm in the field, like Jeremiah Trotter
And I'm going hard, like my name is Flocka
Bandana on neck, like I'm Silkk The Shocker
Put my niggas on, so we all can prosper
Put my niggas on, so we all can prosper