[Intro: heartstopmiami]
Ooh yuh
Throw that bitch in the air, ooh yuh
I don’t care, ooh yuh
Yuh

[Chorus: heartstopmiami]
I don’t really care, so what?
If she there I don’t wanna pull up
We just made a video, we just made a vlog
And I tried to be right, but I'm wrong
And I tried, but we can’t get along
Treat em like I'm sauce, I don’t talk bitch
Hotbox, smoke it up, fog bitch
We just took a trip to the mall bitch

[Verse 1: heartstopmiami]
Ay, I can’t stand for this shit
Betty thinking that I'm smart like I'm Stanford and shit, whoa
Wait, i just made some bands off this lick
Betty told me pull up fast, she in love with this dick whoa
Mrs. world wide, like I'm Pitbull
I'm just with the fam, in the middle
Guess its really out, its official
That bitch play the flute like she Lizzo
[Verse 2: Tropes]
(Oh oh oh oh ohh ohhh)
I don't even care, just a little
That shit made me laugh like a tickle
Its getting cold but I still ain't goin in though
But its simple, I would know if it was simple
Don't know what to do, I think that I need a hint bro
Fuck out of my face, you ain't him bro
I would kill to, trick or treat and you get tricked bro
Hit a trick shot feel like dude perfect
Ima skip out, I don't know if it’s worth it
Got a lot on my mind, but I can't word it
All my karma caught up, I don't know if I deserve it
I got Money in my pants, money on my mind
Bank method once, bank method twice
Face the whole J, I didn't hit it twice
Went the wrong way, we didn't see the signs

[Chorus: heartstopmiami]
I don’t really care, so what?
If she there I don’t wanna pull up
We just made a video, we just made a vlog
And I tried to be right, but I'm wrong
And I tried, but we can’t get along
Treat em like I'm sauce, I don’t talk bitch
Hotbox, smoke it up, fog bitch
We just took a trip to the mall bitch