[Verse 1: Joey Nato]
You got that Gucci (Ooh), Prada (Ooh)
That chick hotter than a sauna (Woo!)
Pictures taken in Bahamas (Hey!)
Oh, oh (Woah)
And you're sippin’ on Fiji (Ayy) water (Water, yeah)
Life like a movie saga (Uh, yeah)
Flex on me, you gotta (Ah!)
Oh, oh (Yeah, yeah)
Yeah, but who am I to judge? (Huh?)
I can't even complain (What?)
I'ma just stay in my lane (What?)
You the one with the fame (Yeah)
You the one whippin’ that Range (Range)
You the one runnin' the game (Game)
And you that dude, when you drop that new, everybody goin' insane (Let's go)
While we're just sittin' here, strugglin' every day, oh no
But the crazy thing is, we're the reason why you got dough, oh no
It feels sorta like you’re refusin’ us on the low, oh, woah
New merch (What?), new show (Go!)
New videos (Ayy), new clothes (What?)
Yeah, you the top dog, but we tired of it all (What? Ayy! Woah, woah)
So we 'bout to go, go, go (What? Ayy! Woah, woah!)

[Chorus: Joey Nato]
I don’t give a fuck about you, bitch (Yo!)
I don't give a fuck about your whip (Yo!)
I don't give a fuck about your drip (Yo!)
I don't give a fuck about that shit (Yo!)
I don’t give a fuck about you, bitch (Yo!)
I don't give a fuck about your whip (Yo!)
I don't give a fuck about your drip (Yo!)
I don't give a fuck about that shit (Yo!)
I don't give a fuck- (Yo!) 'bout you, bitch (Yo!)
Fuck 'bout you, bitch (Yo!)
Fuck 'bout you, bitch (Yo!)
Fuck 'bout that shit (Yo!)
I don't give a fuck- (Yo!) 'bout you, bitch (Yo!)
Fuck 'bout you, bitch (Yo!)
Fuck 'bout you, bitch (Yo!)
I don't give a fuck about you, bitch (Yo! Oh)
[Post-Chorus: Joey Nato & Crypt]
I don't give a fuck about you, bitch (Oh no, Gucci and Prada)
I don't give a fuck about your whip (No, Gucci and Prada)
I don't give a fuck about your drip (Ooh, flex on me, you gotta)
I don't give a fuck about that shit (I mean, oh, oh)
I don't give a fuck about you, bitch (I used to be your number one— sippin' on Fiji water)
I don't give a fuck about your whip (But it's "Fuck that" now— life like a movie saga)
I don't give a fuck about your drip (Aw, yeah, flex on me, you gotta)
I don't give a fuck about that shit ('Cause I woke up today like— oh, oh)
I don't give a fuck about you, bitch (Flex on me, you gotta— I told 'em)
Do you know my name? (Flex on me, you gotta— he told us)
Do you know my name? (Flex on me, you gotta)
Woah (Flex on me, you gotta)
I don't give a fuck about you, bitch (Flex on me, you gotta)
Do you even care? (Yo!) (Flex on me, you gotta)
—'Bout you, bitch (Yo!) (Flex on me, you gotta)
—'Bout you, bitch, do I even care? (What!?)

[Verse 2: Crypt]
Stop all the talkin', y'all don't know nothin'
You don't know shit about the life I live (Yeah)
How you gonna hear my story, but all you do is worry
When you see me covered in drip? (Bitch)
Thinkin' that I'm flexin' on ya? Bitch, please (Nah)
I'm proud of the shit that I've earned in life (Yeah)
But I gotta post about these Bentley's
So they can see that I'm succeeding at times (Uh-huh)
'Cause rap is the status quo, and if I don't post about this road, they're gonna think I'm broke (It's true)
And don't nobody wanna listen to a fuckin' broke man, including that bad bitch in my posts ([?])
But all that glimmers and glam ain't gold, she's a ho
She done made through every rapper that you know (Slut)
And all those cars and homes, and Gucci, Prada products
I had to take out with a loan (It's true)
A celeb had done told me, "You better not flop
'Cause if you do, you're gonna lose all that you got" (What?)
So the next time you go online to my shop
Just know that I don't see none of that guap (Bear that!)
It's only those that call all my shots (Ah)
I can't even post when the fuck I want (Nah)
Every single aspect of my life is controlled by those that sit at the top ([?])
So when I make a post about that merch (Yeah)
Or when I make a post about that show (Yeah)
Just shut the fuck up, 'cause I'm postin' in hopes that I'll grow just enough so that I can re-own my soul (Ah)
I'm in a predicament that I cannot control (No)
Now you give me an ultimatum, or you'll go home (Woah)
I guess I took all your support for granted, I suppose (Uh)
But if that's how it is, just know
[Chorus: Joey Nato & Crypt]
I don't give a fuck about you, bitch (Yo!)
I don't give a fuck about your whip (Yo!)
I don't give a fuck about your drip (Yo!)
I don't give a fuck about that shit (Yo!)
I don't give a fuck about you, bitch (Yo!)
I don't give a fuck about your whip (Yo!)
I don't give a fuck about your drip (Yo!)
I don't give a fuck about that shit (Yo!)
I don't give a fuck- (Yo!) 'bout you, bitch (Yo!)
Fuck 'bout you, bitch (Yo!)
Fuck 'bout you, bitch (Yo!)
Fuck 'bout that shit (Yo!)
I don't give a fuck- (Yo!) 'bout you, bitch (Yo!)
Fuck 'bout you, bitch (Yo!)
Fuck 'bout you, bitch (Yo!)
I don't give a fuck about you, bitch (Yo!)