My bitch left me again, I said I don't give a fuck

Homies switchin' up, but I still don't give a fuck

I went broke again and I still don't give a fuck

Cause the money there to spend, and a bitch still hit me up

Cause now we up

Now we up

I made so much fucking money, now we up

Now we up

Now we up

I made so much fucking money, now we up

And there's still fucking money in the trunk

There is so much fucking money in the trunk

And I don't know what to say cause you is dumb

I can't treat you like you royal cause you a slut

And that shit beyond repair it's cold to touch (cold to touchy)

And that shit it wasn't fair that shit was rough (I had no money)

Now I don't need no more help I need a blunt

If they force me to be there then cut me up

Yeah

My bitch left me again, I said I don't give a fuck

Homies switchin' up, but I still don't give a fuck

I went broke again and I still don't give a fuck

Cause the money there to spend, and a bitch still hit me up

Cause now we up

Now we up

I made so much fucking money, now we up

Now we up

Now we up

I made so much fucking money, now we up

Yeah