IDC (feat. Trippie Redd)

I don't care what they say

We got racks up in the bank

In the studio while I'm smokin' on dank

Sippin' on drank got me higher than a plane, lil' broke boy better stay in yo' lane

Buss down the rollie, I don't like it plain

I came with the slats you, know that we bang, we killin' all rats we don't play no games

I don't care bout your bae

I don't care bout your gang

I don't care what you claim

Fuck **** talking shit, bullets fire out rain

Diamonds round my neck devilish up in that range

With them demons I'm with the gang and we schemin'

I do not like your demeanor I'm clutching that heater

You know what I mean man

I feel like I'm Uncle Jeter I'm toting the neener

Pop out on a demon

Holy water on my neck like I need Jesus

I don't care what they say

We got racks up in the bank

In the studio while I'm smokin' on dank

Sippin' on drank got me higher than a plane, lil' broke boy better stay in yo' lane

Buss down the rollie I don't like it plain

I came with the slats you know that we bang, we killin' all rats we don't play no games

Wanna get high right now?

I was at Rolling Loud, I was just rolling loud, hey, choppa gone shoot 'em down

Me and Tripp smoking out the pound

Twenty racks on me right now

I'm in pain it's a shame

Hit her from the back, I got her screamin' out my name, I got my shooters with me taking aim

Got a bad bitch and you know she gone give me brain

I don't care what they say

We got racks up in the bank

In the studio while I'm smokin' on dank

Sippin' on drank got me higher than a plane, lil' broke boy better stay in yo' lane

Buss down the rollie, I don't like it plain

I came with the slats you know that we bang, we killin' all rats we don't play no games