IDGAD (feat. Botimi Freed)

I don't give a damn

I want a milli in the van

With a lil TLC I feel chili in the band

I don't give a damn

Yuh I don't give a damn

I don't give a damn

Yuh I don't give a damn

I don't give a damn

Yuh I don't give a damn

You and your opinion

Will get you washed up in the sand

Yes sir (Yes sir)

In the sand

I'll get you washed up in the sand

Not the sand gah damn

**** floatin up to land

Watch your mouth watch your mouth

Before you end up in back of the van

I'm emotional often non approachable

When I was young my coaches said

SXTWLVE you uncoachable

Uncoachable? Fuck you bitch I'm sociable

Had to carry you bitch ass **** & caught that curve that multiple

Give me my credit

My coins it's non-negotiable

**** I like to fight

I'll pick up a pipe and bust out a window or two

(SXTWLVEEEEE)

I like to fight, I'll pick up a pipe

If you my enemy then you know it's on sight

l'm sleep deprived stay woke all night

I always move wrong but I wanna live right

I'm a Texas boy

Southside Houston wreckless boy

Mama said chill before you'll get arrested boy

Moved my ass to Maryland boy

I don't give a damn

I want a milli in the van

With a lil TLC I feel chili in the band

I don't give a damn

Yuh I don't give a damn

I don't give a damn

Yuh I don't give a damn

I don't give a damn

Yuh I don't give a damn

You and your opinion

Will get you washed up in the sand

Yes sir (yes sir)

In the sand

I'll get you washed up in the sand

How many damns do I give

Zero divide by six

I don't give a damn, if she don't got bands

She don't got a chance with the kid

She don't got a chance with the man

She don't got a chance with the boy

The apple falls worthless regardless

No difference but if it's about money

Just hit up my droid

Watch how the soldiers deploy

Don't give a damn about the heat

Rapping like this how I eat

I feel like a farmer whose peddling dairy

The way I handle the beat

Whippin the whipping the street

She got her hand on my beast

I got my hand on the beauty

Friends be getting all mad when we be chillin

Because I be grabbing on her booty

Sorry can't help but it's juicy

We in the crib watching movies

Get to performing our duties

After its done

I turn on some Frasier and Seinfeld

Then light up a Lucy

Oo wee

Oo wee, step on my haters so cruelly

Got the uzi oo that's the true me

Kill or be killed that's the new me

Oo wee

They don't want to beef with my crew see

Now they haven't been seen in 2 weeks

Bodies be found in a cool creek

Oo wee

Went to the funeral in a two piece

Hugged on the mom

She a groupie

Now I'm the pops

They see who he

Who we

They tried to beef but we to deep

They see the gun

They tried to run

They got hawked like a loogie

I don't give a damn

I want a milli in the van

With a lil TLC I feel chili in the band

I don't give a damn

Yuh I don't give a damn

I don't give a damn

Yuh I don't give a damn

I don't give a damn

Yuh I don't give a damn

You and your opinion

Will get you washed up in the sand

Yes sir (yes sir)

In the sand

I'll get you washed up in the sand

I am a villain so really

Yo opinion don't matter

I don't sit with no lames

I don't do a chit chatter

I'm a vagabond, vagrant

Don't subtweet, on no-name ish

Girls with fake booties

I want bounce them on the pavement

Yea I'm hiding skeletons in the ceiling

A **** always had deep supa deep feeling

Gotta remind myself

To keep it together God willing

Inshallah

Otherwise a ****

Like me would start killing