WE DO KNOT CARE

Shit, I've been in the casa with my amigos and sipping Casamigos

Shawtys arriving, carrying glasses of Tito's

Now they blasting 'Freak Hoe,' and they shaking booty for pesos

My homie catching ass, I'm just staring out of the window

'Cause so many shots had missed us, we still took 'em—Russian roulette shit

Then we made some hits

Ain't enough, they still skipping shit

I just used to dream about a life that ain't feel I could equip

Was working day and night inside that crib

Then they tried to pull me off the ladder—tightened up my grip

They skipped us in a meeting, then a "fuck you" left our lips

We made it here by everything but luck, so we gon' work until our hips

Gotta creek and our backs mad stiff

But we massive

All around the globe, they screaming my name—they screaming Stooges

My grandma told me, "Put the music down, just be a student"

My pencil writing lyrics instead of writing English units

I do this for your healing, not just to bring you amusement

We do not care what ya'll think

We do not care what ya'll think

We do not care what ya'll think

We do not care what ya'll think