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42 Dugg - IDGAF (Official Music Video)
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
42 Dugg
42 Dugg
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Dion Hayes
Dion Hayes
Songwriter
Tyler McCann
Tyler McCann
Songwriter
Jesse Morris
Jesse Morris
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Tyymachine
Tyymachine
Producer
Prodbyjm
Prodbyjm
Producer
Rich Keller
Rich Keller
Mastering Engineer
Khaya Gilika
Khaya Gilika
Recording Engineer

Lyrics

Big 4 I'm for real (You're tellin' me you built a time machine?) Keep the sleaze runnin', keep the jeans comin' What they chargin' now? Ayy, I don't give a fuck, but I want 45 Come give some pussy up, Megan, I'm on Tory ass (yeah) 32s, 49s, CRX is pourin' lines Tryna fold, borderline, these niggas geekin' He only brought 50K, well, how he want a feature? (Fuck off) What's your name? Nice to meet ya, this for Val and Tameeka This for lost soul, hard nigga, heart cold Bitch, I grew up with a burner code (yeah) Now I get a mill' a check, call me Darko (yeah) Five thousand my business, Chanel Styrofoam with the pearl glasses (pearl glasses) Switch on the blick, free Ric, we still active (free Ric) All my shit slap in the condos, the mattresses Taylor keep throwin' tantrums, mad that I'm a bachelor Mad that I got bitches, mad that I'm that nigga Baby, get out your feelings, in February, we trippin' Roll life, I miss my old life, lemme show you what that road life Fetti, bricks in seeing five to a 6'10", I'm the shit still (yeah) Who care if he don't hold it down 'cause my bitch will Maybach, Maybach with the big wheel Seven million, all cash, that was this deal (huh) Make a bitch get off her ass, come and drive for me Since we talkin' 'bout Ms, I got nine of 'em Me and Onika sellin' reefer in a five-seater Ain't sellin' your shit, I ain't sellin' mines neither (Nope) Now it's your time Reaper, Money Man, Mr. Two Hunnid Grams He like that gray shit, I only fuck with tan If you a hatin' bitch, no, we can't link (fuck off) If you a ho nigga, don't come around me (at all) I got my own niggas (yeah), I don't miss crowd skeet (yeah) Niggas be foul, chief (bitch), hold me down T (ha) If you a hatin' bitch, no, we can't link (fuck off) If you a ho nigga, don't come around me (at all) I got my own niggas, I don't miss crowd skeet (yeah) Niggas be foul, chief (bitch), hold me down T (ha) If you a hatin' bitch, no, we can't link (fuck off) If you a ho nigga, don't come around me (at all) I got my own niggas, I don't miss crowd skeet (yeah) Niggas be foul, chief (bitch), hold me down T (ha)
Writer(s): Dion Marquise Hayes, Jesse Morris, Tyler Mccaan Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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