10cellphones
Don’t Care
Intro:
And I don't even care
Nile Got The Wave
And I don't even care

Chorus:
Flexin on these n***as don't gotta try and I don't even care
Fuckin on yo bitch she in my room take off her underwear
Flexin on these n***as and these bitches they all love to stare
N***as tryna steal my sauce but ain't no way they can compare
Flexin on these n***as don't gotta try and I don't even care
Fuckin on yo bitch she in my room take off her underwear
Flexin on these n***as and these bitches they all love to stare
N***as tryna steal my sauce but ain't no way they can compare

Verse 1:
Wanna be like me but ain't no way you can compare
N***as hatin they be mad they think its not fair
Fuckin on yo shawty, pullin on her hair
I fuck up her hair, then you do her hair
Shawty is a thotty, might as well share
She all in my face, I just need some air
Keep a couple thotties, gotta have a spare
Im with two hoes, gotta keep a pair
In the trap house, feel like Gucci Mane La Flare
But I ain't never push no bricks yes I am aware
Shawty like my swag, but ion really care
I'll buy a choppa before I buy some Moncler
Chorus:
Flexin on these n***as don't gotta try and I don't even care
Fuckin on yo bitch she in my room take off her underwear
Flexin on these n***as and these bitches they all love to stare
N***as tryna steal my sauce but ain't no way they can compare
Flexin on these n***as don't gotta try and I don't even care
Fuckin on yo bitch she in my room take off her underwear
Flexin on these n***as and these bitches they all love to stare
N***as tryna steal my sauce but ain't no way they can compare

Verse 2:
Fell in love with guns me and my choppa got a love affair
Strapped like the army and I shoot like {?}
N***as claim they hard but they soft like koala bear
Might become a billionaire from shipping packs to Delaware
Everybody worried bout me, Ain't no way that i'm stress em
Why yo bitch all over me? She just want me in her presence
I got it straight out the mud, I used to look like a peasant
I was hungry on Thanksgiving and Christmas and no presents
Everybody worried bout me, Ain't no way that i'm stress em
Why yo bitch all over me? She just want me in her presence
I got it straight out the mud, I used to look like a peasant
I was hungry on Thanksgiving and Christmas and no presents

Chorus:
Flexin on these n***as don't gotta try and I don't even care
Fuckin on yo bitch she in my room take off her underwear
Flexin on these n***as and these bitches they all love to stare
N***as tryna steal my sauce but ain't no way they can compare
Flexin on these n***as don't gotta try and I don't even care
Fuckin on yo bitch she in my room take off her underwear
Flexin on these n***as and these bitches they all love to stare
N***as tryna steal my sauce but ain't no way they can compare