Lil Zano - Idontcare

Naw I don’t really care, If you think it’s fucking fair
So they caught him in the square they started shooting he like where
Naw I don’t really care, that’s designer that I wear
Got Louis Virgil don’t compare I know your shit be looking bare
Naw I don’t really care, pull up in it like a chair
We coming out here like Pierre hop out the whip and they gon stare
Naw I don’t really care, give a fuck if you’re aware
Chain be shining like a flare I wanna be a millionaire
Naw I don’t really care, we be solo in this bitch like we is playing solitaire (Yeah)
And I got the Louis shades they gon block out all the glare (All the glare)
If you coming by us then you gotta pay a fair (Yeah yeah yeah)
If I’m pulling up then the gang coming too
I wanna by a range and I wanna paint it blue
Yeah we going to outer space in a motherfucking coupe
I got bars like a cage, yeah, bitch how bout you (Yeah)
I don’t really care what you thinking
Only 16 its not lean that I’m drinking (I don’t fuck with lean)
Yeah we head up to the crib and we staying for the weekend
I guess we like a sandwich cause we got bread on each end (Ha!)
Naw I don’t really care, If you think it’s fucking fair
So they caught him in the square they started shooting he like where
Naw I don’t really care, that’s designer that I wear
Got Louis Virgil don’t compare I know your shit be looking bare
Naw I don’t really care, pull up in it like a chair
We coming out here like Pierre hop out the whip and they gon stare
Naw I don’t really care, give a fuck if you’re aware
Chain be shining like a flare I wanna be a millionaire
Naw I don’t really care but my wrist it might blind you
If you talking shit then we gon pull up from behind you
No I don’t really care you can run but we gon find you
You was looking for a fight but you happened to find two
We from the 608
Got a lotta fans but some bitches tryna hate
But they broke bitches hating so you know I can’t relate
Cause my pockets all fat yeah my pockets overweight
Wait wait I can’t let you eat right off my plate (Plate)
Yeah we rolling down the street no roller skate
Want a whip with the doors that gon open like a gate
Yeah, I don’t really care I guess I took my brothers trait
Yeah I don’t really care, stack the money on a crate
Imma take her on a date and Imma tell her man to wait (Ha!)
Naw I don’t really care, If you think it’s fucking fair
So they caught him in the square they started shooting he like where
Naw I don’t really care, that’s designer that I wear
Got Louis Virgil don’t compare I know your shit be looking bare
Naw I don’t really care, pull up in it like a chair
We coming out here like Pierre hop out the whip and they gon stare
Naw I don’t really care, give a fuck if you’re aware
Chain be shining like a flare I wanna be a millionaire

Written by:
Aeneas Ferrazzano, Lorenzo Ferrazzano

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