[Chorus: kuru]
You don't wanna talk more shit, I don't really give a fuck what you say
Couldn't really give a shit, what you think (Yeah)
You say that you're counting the racks, like I'm in my bag, I guess that's my resolve
I don't know, I guess I gotta prove wrong again
[?] friends by my side
And you texting me sayin' you really wanna fucking try

[Verse 1: ericdoa]
I'm with kuru, he want me to stay low
B-bitch I'm always getting bread, like straight up (I want you)
Walk inside the club like I want to, baby I don't want you (What you know about me?)
She like "Dante, why don't you stay a while?"
Posted with my brothers in the back sippin [?]
I think that boy out of breath, think he ran a mile
Cr-Crazy, yeah, I know that you gon' take his style
Pleasе don't ask me when I'm coming home
And you won't catch mе, bitch, I'm in my zone
Don't text me when I'm running home, oh, oh

[Chorus: kuru]
You don't wanna talk more shit, I don't really give a fuck what you say
Couldn't really give a shit, what you think (Yeah)
You say that you're counting the racks, like I'm in my bag, I guess that's my resolve
I don't know, you still gotta prove wrong again
[?] friends by my side
And you texting me sayin' you really wanna fucking try
[Verse 2: kuru]
Yeah, uh, I know you hate me, I don't really give a fuck
Bitch, I've gotten lazy
And I'm sorry that you're jealous, figure it out
You're a bitch times two
I'm with [?] and we kickin shit like [?]
He can't his mouth shut, put his pockets so small
And it sucks, you're a bitch, and your friends don't like you
I got a bat in the back, in case I need to fight you

[Outro: kuru]
Bitch, bitch, bitch bitch
Woah