joey nato & crypt – art iii lyrics
[verse 1: joey nato]
you got that gucci (ooh), prada (ooh)
that chick hotter than a sauna (woo!)
pictures taken in bahamas (hey!)
oh, oh (woah)
and you’re sippin’ on fiji (ayy) water (water, yeah)
life like a movie saga (uh, yeah)
flex on me, you gotta (ah!)
oh, oh (yeah, yeah)
yeah, but who am i to judge? (huh?)
i can’t even complain (what?)
i’ma just stay in my lane (what?)
you the one with the fame (yeah)
you the one whippin’ that range (range)
you the one runnin’ the game (game)
and you that dude, when you drop that new, everybody goin’ insane (let’s go)
while we’re just sittin’ here, strugglin’ every day, oh no
but the crazy thing is, we’re the reason why you got dough, oh no
it feels sorta like you’re refusin’ us on the low, oh, woah
new merch (what?), new show (go!)
new videos (ayy), new clothes (what?)
yeah, you the top dog, but we tired of it all (what? ayy! woah, woah)
so we ’bout to go, go, go (what? ayy! woah, woah!)
[chorus: joey nato]
i don’t give a f+ck about you, b+tch (yo!)
i don’t give a f+ck about your whip (yo!)
i don’t give a f+ck about your drip (yo!)
i don’t give a f+ck about that sh+t (yo!)
i don’t give a f+ck about you, b+tch (yo!)
i don’t give a f+ck about your whip (yo!)
i don’t give a f+ck about your drip (yo!)
i don’t give a f+ck about that sh+t (yo!)
i don’t give a f+ck+ (yo!) ’bout you, b+tch (yo!)
f+ck ’bout you, b+tch (yo!)
f+ck ’bout you, b+tch (yo!)
f+ck ’bout that sh+t (yo!)
i don’t give a f+ck+ (yo!) ’bout you, b+tch (yo!)
f+ck ’bout you, b+tch (yo!)
f+ck ’bout you, b+tch (yo!)
i don’t give a f+ck about you, b+tch (yo! oh)
[post+chorus: joey nato & crypt]
i don’t give a f+ck about you, b+tch (oh no, gucci and prada)
i don’t give a f+ck about your whip (no, gucci and prada)
i don’t give a f+ck about your drip (ooh, flex on me, you gotta)
i don’t give a f+ck about that sh+t (i mean, oh, oh)
i don’t give a f+ck about you, b+tch (i used to be your number one— sippin’ on fiji water)
i don’t give a f+ck about your whip (but it’s “f+ck that” now— life like a movie saga)
i don’t give a f+ck about your drip (aw, yeah, flex on me, you gotta)
i don’t give a f+ck about that sh+t (’cause i woke up today like— oh, oh)
i don’t give a f+ck about you, b+tch (flex on me, you gotta— i told ’em)
do you know my name? (flex on me, you gotta— he told us)
do you know my name? (flex on me, you gotta)
woah (flex on me, you gotta)
i don’t give a f+ck about you, b+tch (flex on me, you gotta)
do you even care? (yo!) (flex on me, you gotta)
—’bout you, b+tch (yo!) (flex on me, you gotta)
—’bout you, b+tch, do i even care? (what!?)
[verse 2: crypt]
stop all the talkin’, y’all don’t know nothin’
you don’t know sh+t about the life i live (yeah)
how you gonna hear my story, but all you do is worry
when you see me covered in drip? (b+tch)
thinkin’ that i’m flexin’ on your b+tch, please (nah)
i’m proud of the sh+t that i’ve earned in life (yeah)
but i gotta post about these bentley’s
so they can see that i’m succeeding at times (uh+huh)
’cause rap is the status quo, and if i don’t post about this road, they’re gonna think i’m broke (it’s true)
and don’t n0body wanna listen to a f+ckin’ broke man, including that bad b+tch in my posts ([?])
but all that glimmers and glam ain’t gold, she’s a ho
she done made through every rapper that you know (sl+t)
and all those cars and homes, and gucci, prada products
i had to take out with a loan (it’s true)
a celeb had done told me, “you better not flop
’cause if you do, you’re gonna lose all that you got” (what?)
so the next time you go online to my shop
just know that i don’t see none of that guap (bear that!)
it’s only those that call all my shots (ah)
i can’t even post when the f+ck i want (nah)
every single aspect of my life is controlled by those that sit at the top ([?])
so when i make a post about that merch (yeah)
or when i make a post about that show (yeah)
just shut the f+ck up, ’cause i’m postin’ in hopes that i’ll grow just enough so that i can re+own my soul (ah)
i’m in a predicament that i cannot control (no)
now you give me an ultimatum, or you’ll go home (woah)
i guess i took all your support for granted, i suppose (uh)
but if that’s how it is, just know
[chorus: joey nato & crypt]
i don’t give a f+ck about you, b+tch (yo!)
i don’t give a f+ck about your whip (yo!)
i don’t give a f+ck about your drip (yo!)
i don’t give a f+ck about that sh+t (yo!)
i don’t give a f+ck about you, b+tch (yo!)
i don’t give a f+ck about your whip (yo!)
i don’t give a f+ck about your drip (yo!)
i don’t give a f+ck about that sh+t (yo!)
i don’t give a f+ck+ (yo!) ’bout you, b+tch (yo!)
f+ck ’bout you, b+tch (yo!)
f+ck ’bout you, b+tch (yo!)
f+ck ’bout that sh+t (yo!)
i don’t give a f+ck+ (yo!) ’bout you, b+tch (yo!)
f+ck ’bout you, b+tch (yo!)
f+ck ’bout you, b+tch (yo!)
i don’t give a f+ck about you, b+tch (yo!)
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