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kyle don’t give a fuck – no issues lyrics

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[intro: kyle don’t give a f+ck]
yeah
kyle don’t give a f+ck
y’all know what it is
f+ck all dat bullsh+t the album, b+tch
yeah
yeah

[chorus: kyle don’t give a f+ck]
yeah, f+ck n+gga don’t want issues (no issues)
yeah, f+ck n+gga don’t want issues (no issues)
yeah, f+ck n+gga don’t want issues (no issues)
yeah, f+ck n+gga don’t want issues (no issues)
yeah; yeah, yeah, yeah
[post+chorus: kyle don’t give a f+ck]
stripper b+tches litty, slappin’ twenties on their ass (their ass)
that money we be gettin’, ain’t no spendin’ on their ass (nah)
the hatin’ n+ggas sh+tty, we be sh+ttin’ on their ass (f+ck ’em)
yeah, we just out herе lit, it get no realer than that cash
f+ck n+gga don’t want issuеs

[verse 1: kyle don’t give a f+ck]
pop percocets and molly (molly)
sip henny, out my body (my body)
that rémy got me litty
f+ckin’ b+tches at the party (party)
these hoes, they love to party (yep)
these hoes, they go r+t+rded (r+t+rded)
call bro, we get it started
block is lit, we go the hardest (yep)
got stripper b+tches on their way to twerk and get these bands (bands)
my stripper b+tch, she on the way to work, and bringin’ friends (bring them b+tches with you)
my n+ggas with me, we know haters workin’ in advance (f+ck ’em)
my n+ggas with me on the way up, workin’, coppin’ bands (bands)
[?] d+ck in her throat, lil’ stripper drop it low (freaky lil’ b+tch)
got twenties fallin’ on the b+tch, pop p+ssy, freaky ho (yeah)
i pass around the other b+tch, i ask around, lil’ bro (ask around)
slap ass, go down, do splits, pop p+ssy, she a freaky ho

[chorus: kyle don’t give a f+ck]
yeah, f+ck n+gga don’t want issues (no issues)
yeah, f+ck n+gga don’t want issues (no issues)
yeah, f+ck n+gga don’t want issues (no issues)
yeah, f+ck n+gga don’t want issues (no issues)
yeah; yeah, yeah, yeah
[post+chorus: kyle don’t give a f+ck & flygang mazzi]
stripper b+tches litty, slappin’ twenties on their ass (huh)
that money we be gettin’, ain’t no spendin’ on their ass (facts)
the hatin’ n+ggas sh+tty, we be sh+ttin’ on their ass (flygang)
yeah, we just out here lit, it get no realer than that cash (ayy, ayy)
f+ck n+gga don’t want issues

[verse 2: flygang mazzi]
issues, issues (wassup?)
who got ’em? who with ’em? (wassup?)
i’m with it, yeah, all that
you hatin’ [?], please fall back
okay, though
b+tches fall for me like jenga (they do)
got the game in a chokehold
guess you can say a n+gga [?]
and all these d+mn blue chips on me, can’t have one just like pringles (swag)
got h+lla type of different girls, different colors of ’em like rainbows
[?] only goin’ green when i’m out of state [?] mist like faygo (yrrm)
kiss my baby, tell her that we going, going [?] up (mwah)
and let’s go up, up
how far you gon’ go until i can not get enough stuff? (ayy)
don’t come around with negative energy tryna act tough, son
’cause my n+ggas been ready and i been on the prowl
ready for whatever just to get down
[chorus: kyle don’t give a f+ck]
yeah, f+ck n+gga don’t want issues (no issues)
yeah, f+ck n+gga don’t want issues (no issues)
yeah, f+ck n+gga don’t want issues (no issues)
yeah, f+ck n+gga don’t want issues (no issues)
yeah; yeah, yeah, yeah

[post+chorus (false start): kyle don’t give a f+ck]
stripper b+tches litty, slappin’ twenties on their ass (their ass)
that money we be gettin’, ain’t no spendin’ on their ass (nah)
but hatin’ n+ggas sh+tty, we be sh+ttin’ on their ass (f+ck ’em)
yeah, we just out here lit, it get no realer than that cash
f+ck n+gga don’t want issues

[interlude]
(this chicago, n+gga)

[post+chorus: kyle don’t give a f+ck]
stripper b+tches litty, slappin’ twenties on their ass (their ass)
that money we be gettin’, ain’t no spendin’ on their ass (nah)
but hatin’ n+ggas sh+tty, we be sh+ttin’ on their ass (f+ck ’em)
yeah, we just out here lit, it get no realer than that cash
f+ck n+gga don’t want issues

[verse 3: wooski]
b+tch, i get a lot of gwopo
it feel like i just hit the lotto
and my b+tch look like a model
i’m smokin’ dope and drinkin’ rémy out the bottle
we got thirties and them autos
headshot, i knocked the meat up out his taco
hit the e+way, time to see how fast this car go
trap money cartel, b+tch, you can call me el chapo

[interlude]
(this chicago, n+gga)

[chorus: kyle don’t give a f+ck]
yeah, f+ck n+gga don’t want issues (no issues)
yeah, f+ck n+gga don’t want issues (no issues)
yeah, f+ck n+gga don’t want issues (no issues)
yeah, f+ck n+gga don’t want issues (no issues)
yeah; yeah, yeah, yeah

[post+chorus: kyle don’t give a f+ck]
stripper b+tches litty, slappin’ twenties on their ass (their ass)
that money we be gettin’, ain’t no spendin’ on their ass (nah)
the hatin’ n+ggas sh+tty, we be sh+ttin’ on their ass (f+ck ’em)
yeah, we just out here lit, it get no realer than that cash
f+ck n+gga don’t want issues



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