I forgot to say my prayer, baby Jesus on the stairs
Gotta sign the contract, gotta get my money back
All the fighters off the coast, standing on the front porch

I’m gonna be okay
I don’t care what the people say
I’m gonna be all right
Gonna live fast and I’m gonna live right

I’m on the fast lane, can you follow my track
I’m livin’ fast and I like it like that
I do ten things all at once and if you have a problem
I don’t give a

I tried to be a good girl, I tried to be your wife
Diminished myself and I swallowed my light
I tried to become all, that you expect of me
And if it was a failure, I don’t give a

I don’t give a fuck
I don’t give a fuck
I don’t give a fuck
I don’t give a

Shots fire, anything you hear Nicki on, that’s fire
You don’t hear them bums or nothin’, that’s fire
Tell 'em, catch buyer, in the Bugatti, ten years and one tire
Ayo Madonna, maybe I say you original don dada
In that, yeah Gabbana, and the air, yeah Prada
We material girls, ain’t nobody hotter'

I’m gonna be okay
I don’t care what the people say
I’m gonna be all right
Gonna live fast and I’m gonna live right

I’m on the fast lane, can you follow my track
I’m livin’ fast and I like it like that
I do ten things all at once and if you have a problem
I don’t give a

I don’t give a fuck
I don’t give a fuck
I don’t give a fuck
I don’t give a