I wouldn't care if you was a cheap broad that lean by the bar

You and 3 broads drinking one drink with 3 straws

Like retards Siamese linked with 3 arms

Just be smart sweetheart holla at me

I don't care if ur shoes is on your jewels and charms

Your Gucci is on and your Louis Vuitton, whatever

You lil cute lil movie star I don't care

I don't give a damn what you don't wear, sugar

What's up with that them jeans are nice

I want to know what's under that

From the front to the back, I'm gutter

Try hump hump hump from the back

Like we in the first grade again, baby

I'm on that same BS that I always be on

I pump hardcore you want some R & B songs

I'm far and beyond and on, ah I'm crucial

I am what you are not used to, it's GR!





If you broke as a joke girl (I don't care)

Be yourself home girl (I don't care)

You aint got to front with me girl

(I don't care, I don't care, and I don't care)





I don't care what you wears; under I don't care if you got a weave

Just make sure that it match your hair color

I don't care if your nails are real or acrylic

Cause when they scratch my back I'm still gon feel it

Still gon hit in fact I lay it good

Busting like a cop in a black neighborhood

Hate to see you independent black like myself

That's why I don't hesitate to act like myself

I rap like myself these rappers are so but

They don't pull weight they like broke up tow trucks

So pass the mic now I'm ahead of my time

So these parasites can live off my after life now

So why would I care about your punk ass jewels

When I'm still in the same hood you cant come back to

I like your rims look how they spun back (oooh!)

When I get your car jack you can run that too









I don't care how many times y'all been to jail

You sound like a snitch and I think you're frail

I think y'all fail I choose to fix them

If you got shot don't brag Homie you the victim

Now I don't care if you a straight veteran ask your fans

All the songs you makes I freestyle way better than them

Sick, I hate medicine I came to hurt you

I look butt dirty you way commercial

I spit on your stage rehearsal I'm sick

My album is like one long Aids commercial (yuck!)

I'ma take your worst nightmare

Divide it by fair and multiply it by 9 squared

I'm made up what your afraid of I'm here

When your nerves get to jumping and you know I'm there

I don't care if y'all aint ready for the real

I'm the golden child I done drained the water that Eddy couldn't spill







I don't care, I don't care, I don't care I don't care I don't care