Idgaf - Quadeca

When you said that last time, I was kinda trippin', right?

But now… you right

I am crazy

But you know what else?

I don’t give a--

Fuck about anythin'

Skinny white child on the track, but I’m threatenin'

They don’t wanna let 'em in

They told me if I take it, I’ll feel better like it’s medicine

But I ain’t settlin', they tryna rush me like adrenaline

And labels don’t reply so I can get a deal

I’ve been itchin' for this shit, someone give me a Benadryl

I get hella skill, man, they worried that I never will

Have success in bills, golden grills, makin' money like it’s seven mill'

Sorry, I don’t give a fuck about this shit

Man, I’ve been going overboard and now they jumpin' on the ship

Man, they some hypocrites, pimpin' butterflies while in a chrysalis

Ridiculous, your kids want my mixtape as a Christmas gift

Middle child, know I’m anythin' but in the middle, bitch

Man, I don’t give a shit, I’m well behaved, and so articulate

I’m the type to ask my fucking teacher for a syllabus

Existential crisis, every day I think I don’t exist

Chicken little, I’m a fryin' pan, I’m a dyin' man

Wake up every mornin', I’ma make a fuckin' diagram

And find a plan to be the highest man in this giant land

Rap so fuckin' hard, I think I’m injurin' my diaphragm

Iron Man, think I’m Iron Man

Kids be puttin' fire emojis on my entire 'Gram, I’m a fireman

Second grade teacher got me singin' in the choir, man

And look at where I am, I never thought I would acquire fans

Acquire bands, say a bunch of random shit and rhyme it, man

That’s how much I do not give a fuck, let’s go to Ireland

Hundred grand on the rubber bands to hold your fuckin' bands

Listening to the cash register like your fuckin' jam

You don’t understand, like a Republican with a gun in his hand

Sayin' that «Trump is the man to come with the plan», livin' in wonderland

That shit is a fucking scam

Making America show that it’s dumb again

Damn

I mean, I had to hop on some political shit

You know what I’m sayin'?

I mean- I mean, why not?

I thought it was kinda good

Heh, whatever, hehe…

King Mezzy on the beat

Fuck a lawsuit, fuck a lawsuit, yeah (Ayy, ayy)

What it cost me, what it cost you (Cost you)

G-Gotta stop you, y’all are not cute (Bitch)

No need to argue, 'cause I do not lose, ayy (Bitch, ayy, ayy)

Who’s your momma?

I need to know who taught you, I need to

'Call you believe, but I’m sure that nobody believes you (Hahaha)

I’m makin'-I'm makin' music, as soon as I start makin' money, you tryin' to

review (Uh, uh…)

You gonna claim every verse on my album, are you gonna claim these too?

(Ooh, ayy)

'Cause I am independent, you a little jealous, and you skeptical of how I’m

really sellin' (Haha)

You assumin' that I can’t legit defend it, I’ma send you out here with a prison

sentence

Copyright-abusin' pricks, tryin' to profit off my music shit (Ayy)

Little do you know that I am not afraid of you, and so I will refuse to quit,

you stupid bitch (Ayy)

Y’all are bad for real, my shit got mass appeal (Mass appeal)

Every song that I drop is an anthem, you don’t really have to kneel,

snap (Stand up)

Freestyle, you don’t have to steal, don’t like it?

Well, you have to deal (Yeah,

have to deal)

If I say it that it’s how I feel, it’s real, I don’t pass no drill, yeah (Ayy)

Plug called like we had a deal, man, this shit ain’t daffodils (Ain't daffodils,

yeah)

When it all comes at my door, get the toy like a Happy Meal (Bow-bow-bow-bow)

If it does, then I have to kill, name a track that I haven’t killed, damn

When it comes to this shit, I’m a killer, red dot and record, damn,

I have to chill

Yeah, this a new wave, y’all are too late

You say you gon' start tomorrow, well, tomorrow’s today (Now)

I get-I get all these bags, stuff 'em in a suitcase

You a thief, you just steal my shit like you was Boonk Gang