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b free (rapper) - idgaf lyrics

[intro: b free]
aye
hahahahaha
shawty sent me a pic on the snap i said, “lets get it”
yeah
look

[chorus: b free]
imma be the first to ahhh, f+ck
imma be the first to tell you i don’t give a f+ck
east side, west side, yeah gone throw it up
you gone huh? you gone what?
n+gga we don’t give a f+ck, sh+t easy
off the top rope, john cena, can’t see me
beat yo b+tch ass real quick, chris breezy
stump yo head in, run yo pockets, do you greezy
f+ck you and have a nice day n+gga

[verse 1: b free]
if i pull up shawty know what i’m here for
yeah i’m tryna f+ck but i can’t she from dearborn
yeah i’m tryna f+ck, get some top and hit the airport
fly as h+ll, rocking ysl, at the airport
shawty thick as h+ll i’m tryna put my hands on it
her friends bad too, i’m tryna put my mans on it
you keep talking out yo neck and they gone put some bands on it
b+tch i paid for this table so get up and dance on it, like wait
tell me what you see
mixed matched the drip, chrome hearts and louie v
b+tch i walked in the club like 10,000 n+ggas deep
let’s be real, who gone die first, you or me?
making hit after hit cause they doubted me n+gga
my momma lit, look she just hit the lottery n+gga
might buy a house on the hill for my family n+gga
and can’t n0body tell me sh+t, b+tch!
[chorus: b free]
imma be the first to ahhh, f+ck
imma be the first to tell you i don’t give a f+ck
east side, west side, yeah gone throw it up
you gone huh? you gone what?
n+gga we don’t give a f+ck, sh+t easy
off the top rope, john cena, can’t see me
beat yo b+tch ass real quick, chris breezy
stump yo head in, run yo pockets, do you greezy
f+ck you and have a nice day n+gga

[verse 2: mauri corey]
i might f+ck dej off of ahhh
i might f+ck def off some henny and make her like d+ck
i might be yo dog ass like i’m mike vic
on a plane smelling like a pound, imma flight risk
b+tch pop that p+ssy for the lord, kiss her on the mouth
300 pills in her coochie and she know the route
imma f+ck yo momma the next day before i kick her out
treat the b+tch like zay hilfiger nut all in her ahhh
b+tch, imma big lord
if you ain’t tryna f+ck both of us then what you here for?
you a groupie b+tch?
lost her mind blowing n+ggas top she always losing sh+t
rap n+ggas always tryna press but be soft as h+ll
fat b+tch but the p+ssy wet like a beluga whale
i’m coming straight to n+ggas addresses n+gga f+ck yo mail
i don’t give a f+ck about sh+t n+gga can’t you tell!?
[chorus: b free]
imma be the first to ahhh, f+ck
imma be the first to tell you i don’t give a f+ck
east side, west side, yeah gone throw it up
you gone huh? you gone what?
n+gga we don’t give a f+ck, sh+t easy
off the top rope, john cena, can’t see me
beat yo b+tch ass real quick, chris breezy
stump yo head in, run yo pockets, do you greezy
f+ck you and have a nice day n+gga

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