[Chorus: Karm The Tool]
I don't give a fuck, what do I say?
I can run up on them any fucking day
I see a fucker, let me grab my blade
I see a fucking problem with my fade
Get too much, we can flip the next day
I ain't scared, I'm my own fucking [?]
Ain't fuck her but you know that she insane
Try to hang with a bitch, she sang

[Verse 1: hateoryx]
They said I wouldn't [?]
Talking all that shit, I would've [?]
Try to hang with us but I don't really hang with waves
Trying to be like me but lil' boy we are not the same

Feel like I’m a barber when I’m running up a fade
[?] scared when we switching up these lanes
Posted up and call me, now we keep a fucking blade
Run up on him 'cause he was talking on the gang

If he talkin', make him wet
Fuck the [?] I've been off the fucking ket
I've been worried 'bout my phone so I stabbed my fucking friend
He was talkin' 'till his t-shirt turned red
I don't wanna fuck a bitch, I'm [?] with the head
Sippin' on that [?] while I'm sippin' on that fag
I don't hang with losers, you are not part of the set
I don't hang with losers, you are not part of the set

[Chorus: Karm The Tool]
I don't give a fuck, what do I say?
I can run up on them any fucking day
I see a fucker, let me grab my blade
I see a fucking with my fade
Get too much, we can flip the next day
I ain't scared, I'm my own fucking [?]
Ain't fuck her but you know that she insane
Try to hang with a bitch, she sang

[Verse 2: Yung Skayda & Karm The Tool]
I'll cut your fucking face up
Pull your bitch's lace bra
I hope the, hope the negativity to fuck your day up
I love to act afraid of pussy [?]
Then I take your bitch and start fucking up her makeup

Get the bag, for the bag, rubber bag
Give 'em mad when I try to land 'em, making bitches bag
Get the bag, in a second I'll start flipping that
Listen bitch, you don't get bitches, boy you a hypocrite
I don't slip at all

Fuck
[?]

I get way too high to function
I pull up, fuck up the function
You pull up, she [?] bumping
I got no time on for dumb shit

[Chorus: Karm The Tool]
I don't give a fuck, what do I say?
I can run up on them any fucking day
I see a fucker, let me grab my blade
I see a fucking problem with my fade
Get too much, we can flip the next day
I ain't scared, I'm my own fucking [?]
Ain't fuck her but you know that she insane
Try to hang with a bitch, she sang