Yung Vil and DonLoui - NO FUCK (feat. IMNOTARAPPER.) [REMIX]

Hummmmmm
Ya ya ya
We don't give no fuck yea
And this is the remix
I ain't wasting no time
I be stressing I'm outta my mind
It be niggas I used to call brothers that turned on me but ion pay em no mind
Ohhh I'm one of a kind
No days off imma keep up the grind
I used to be walking all clueless with these niggas you'll think I was blind
But I don't give a fuck aye
I don't give a fuck aye
I don't give a fuck
Swear to god that I don't give no fuck aye
We don't give no fuck aye
We don't give no fuck aye we don't give no fuck aye
We don't give no fuck
It's donloui yea
I don't give a fuck bout nobody I'm just doing me so now they calling me the wicked
I called you my nigga that means that you with me we keepin it real everyday
I could've put that on my momma I thought we was blood it's part of the hate shit
I hope that you get it and you understand this musical shit not a phase
We used to be bugging and thuggin up everyday now we in separate ways
How can you not feel a way we used to chill everyday
Nigga do not turn up your back on me now
I thought we was blood till the shit start go down
You turned on me then you could rat on me now
I hope you watch out when you come back around
You my brother you know that I got you
Fuck around put them opps in a pack too
I was riding with you cus I thought you was real but I act like I never been lied to
We used to chill and talk crazy bout people but turns out you was on that same shit
I called you my brother but I shouldn't have if I knew you was on that fake shit
But I don't give a fuck aye
I don't give a fuck aye
I don't give a fuck
Swear to god that I don't give no fuck aye
We don't give no fuck aye
We don't give no fuck aye we don't give no fuck aye
We don't give no fuck
Yea yea yea
I'm feeling greater than ever
I'm picky with bitches can't fuck on whoever
I had respect for some niggas that didn't treat me equally
I couldn't play nice forever
We been through some shit so I don't understand
How can you leave me when I need a hand
Could've been superstars but you was playin
I thought you was blood you ain't part of the gang
Ain't wasting no time phillipe patek
Right under the seat I keep a tec
A couple thousand in my jeans
Just aim for my head I don't need a vest
Get money back into the street invest
Keep all my bitches on a leash unless
I let her go to settle beef yeaa
Uh huh
Yea
Umm aye we don't give no fuck yea
Umm Nigga you not my bro aye
Yea
I hope you can hear me

Written by:
Anya Curtis, Lens Louis, Wilfried Bai

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