[Chorus]X2
I don't care, a little about you
I don't like, a single thing about you

[VENTING PALACE]
Knock knock it's the mercs better open up the door
When we step into the party, weapons shake you to the core
Best bet you ain't existin anymore
When I pull the trigger splatter brains all up on the floor

I do not give no fucks about the rap game
Or bout some damn fame, a matter of fact
Don't you think we can't tell that all of you artists
Spew all of your content right out of your ass?

[PAPA SLEEP]
Sold my halo for some crack bitch
Mercenaries in the trenches better watch your back bitch
Tear the branches off yo family tree
You a fan of me just to get the bands off me
Rip the helping hand right off the body

Crash the lambo
Man down man down
Airstrike inbound
Think we get around now
You an imitation infiltration on your garrison
We tear em up and now they headless tryna find the rest