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Zero F***s

Hip-Hop/Rap

Zero F***s was released on August 31, 2024 by 2330754 Records DK as a part of the album Zero F***s - Single

Song Details

AlbumZero F***s - Single

Release DateAugust 31, 2024

Label2330754 Records DK

LanguageEnglish

Melodicness

Acousticness

Valence

Danceability

Energy

BPM80

OVERVIEW

LYRICS

Credits

COMPOSITION & LYRICS

Brandain Austin Burkadt

Brandain Austin Burkadt

Songwriter

Tyler Sahlica

Songwriter

Delazsia Lowe

Songwriter

Lyrics

Tell me what you see, yeah

Tell me what you see

Yeah, we don't want to do anything to scare your children

That's the last thing we want to do

We don't want to scare anybody

I don't know where they got off thinking that I fell asleep

I sat down with bosses at the table to conceive

I can't take no losses cause the dogs gotta eat

Mirror, mirror on the wall, tell me what you see

I lay in my reflection and the boss is what I see

I can't take no losses cause the dogs gotta eat

Mirror, mirror on the wall, tell me what you see

I can't take no losses cause the dogs gotta eat

Something happened whenever I was born

I came out dick first and the vag was torn

When the plan was to manage the board

Till I seen the light so I ran for it

And the doctor was like, da damn forest, da damn forest, da damn forest, go

Fuck a trike, I'ma pull up on a bike

With a tub of lemonade and a perc for the pain so

Fuck a rainbow, give me the worst you got

You ever lived through shots living on the block

Can't step outside without getting robbed

But try me, then we got a problem

Everybody better pick a coffin

Y'all better approach with caution

So better watch who you crossin

Or I'll be the reason you fall, bitch

I'll be the reason you drop to your knees

Been puttin' in work with them mad emcees

Wanna badger and beef but

Comparin' to me, you're a punk bitch

No one's really carein' to see

I'm taking gaseline, and maybe vaseline

Put a little in the middle of a magazine

Then I'll shove it up your ass with a bag of peas

And I'ma kick that shit till you cease to breathe

I'm evil

I could be nice but instead say, fuck these people

You want some advice, then take some of mine

Cause everyone here is equal

You make it alive if you put aside

Your massive inflated dumb ego

Not everyone cries when they realize

That it's all a lie, amigo

How about y'all, try and get up off my dick

There's so much you haven't tried

With so little time to live

So if y'all don't mind

Kickin' fuckin' bricks

Don't ask why

I got zero fucks to give

How about y'all, try and get up off my dick

There's so much you haven't tried

With so little time to live

So if y'all don't mind

Kickin' fuckin' bricks

Don't ask why

I got zero fucks to give

I said fuck them feelings

I don't even wanna talk about it

Unless we talkin' money

But then we can talk about it

Lately, I've been having

Conversations to myself

Pay my dues, ain't ask for help

I guess they must've overslept

Rest in peace, my homie

Man, I miss some light shit

Made me wanna get to stickin

Get that motherfuckin' stick

Born broke, out to Irish

Real bubba, never switch

I guess I never need a lighter

Or the fire that I spit

They want some likes

They want some shares

But they won't do the same

I think they might be too ashamed

But who am I to blame

They want that blue check by their username

Followers that they can gain

Every time I spit that flame

Got them yellin' Chris's name

You got me like you got me

But I know that they watch me

I'm with the crew like it's Motley

My trunk kickin' like karate

Why they all in competition with the sharks

I've been swimmin' with you

Hell in the beginning

Now they mad that I'm winnin

Make it make sense

Like they need a job

I said I'm turnin' up the knob

I'm takin' charges like a flop

You'll see me at the top

I'm with the boat like a dot

Oh wait, they must've forgot

My phone was ringin' a lot

But when I call them, it's not

Suze, can you give me a slot

I see you doin' it all

Hey, sorry I didn't call

But don't forget I'm your dawg

Don't suck a dick to a straw

Young man star, road car

Thought I was a hole in the wall

But I continue to ball

See, I stuck to my grind

I knew one day I would shine

Use my card to cut a coat

You try to use it, get declined

You ain't set foot in the trap

Like garbage that we can scrap

Why she ain't textin' you back

She on my phone like an app

It's switched, bitch

How about y'all

Try and get up off my dick

There's so much you haven't tried

With so little time to live

So if y'all don't mind

Kickin' fuckin' bricks

Don't ask why

I got zero fucks to give

How about y'all

Try and get up off my dick

There's so much you haven't tried

With so little time to live

So if y'all don't mind

Kickin' fuckin' bricks

Don't ask why

I got zero fucks to give

Written by: Brandain Austin Burkadt, Delazsia Lowe, Tyler Sahlica

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