Opinion

Your opinion don't mean none 'cause we don't care Bitch, you'd better run, know you dumb, take it elsewhere We don't give a fuck, wish you luck with your judgment Caring ain't a job or we'd all be redundant That's why your opinion don't mean none, what? I said it don't mean nada, why? 'Cause I did not ask, no, 'cause I'm not bothered I don't give a fuck, no, if you don't think that I am lit No, I know myself, yeah, man, I guess that, hmm You should really think about retirement My phones only got, what like two percent? Even if I don't see the messages I know that you're still leavin' hate comments That maybe you should sing like this Act like them, don't say that Now, maybe you should dress like her No shade, but who is that? Your opinion don't mean none 'cause we don't care Bitch, you'd better run, know you dumb, take it elsewhere We don't give a fuck, wish you luck with your judgment Caring ain't a job or we'd all be redundant I was never taught that was shameless Never did them, that was basic Other bitches chasing status and I learnt that's what this game is Everybody wanna clap back with a backchat and I'm a back that Never backtrack, just stun it I can never ask for favors from these fake bitches Who just go chit chat on the playground Then chat shit to their fake crowd Just jelly belly 'but how I'm taking it They strugglin' with their own sound Better make some adjustments, 'cause I can't deal with their judgment Just step on smellies in Lelli Kellys Man, haters really be pungent, what? Your opinion don't mean none 'cause we don't care Bitch, you'd better run, know you dumb, take it elsewhere We don't give a fuck, wish you luck with your judgment Caring ain't a job or we'd all be redundant Your opinion don't mean none 'cause we don't care Bitch, you'd better run, know you dumb, take it elsewhere We don't give a fuck, wish you luck with your judgment Caring ain't a job or we'd all be redundant We don't really care Doko ka ni itte We don't really care Doko ka ni itte I heard you made a judgment, chuck it in the bin Woo, don't like how I look, well, I wasn't looking I heard you made a judgment, pour it down the sink You ain't even met me, you don't know a thing Your opinion don't mean none 'cause we don't care Bitch, you'd better run, know you dumb, take it elsewhere We don't give a fuck, wish you luck with your judgment Caring ain't a job, or we'd all be redundant Give me your lunch money, bitch!