10 F*CKS

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I can give at least ten f*cks what a b*tch say

In that LaFerrari, doin' eighty while I switch lanes

I was waitin' on you, down the seven-nine in Biscayne

I was f*ckin' with you, now this sh*t is gettin' risqué

You don't need no opp for no one, just to come and go forth

458, fallin' in it like a golf course

I just wanna love her, but she cost her

Can't believe she got me cuffed up like a cop though

I'm that n*gga with the cash out, I'm fully stashed out

Girl, I came up from the trap house, I took the fast route

Spendin' nights all in the bando, I had to stand low

And when I get home, know I still dip in your sh*t commando

I'm at the spot, I got you teasin' and livin', reason

And why I can't get up and leave it, I know I need it

It beautiful, I plant a seed in it, while I'm deep in it

Ain't no endin', every endin' feelin' like the beginin' (Oh yeah)

I can give at least ten f*cks what a b*tch say

In that LaFerrari, doin' eighty while I switch lanes

I was waitin' on you, down the seven-nine in Biscayne

I was f*ckin' with you, now this sh*t is gettin' risqué

How long did it take you?

Workin' night shifts 'til you made a breakthrough

Coppin' fly sh*t, now these b*tches hate you (Now they hate, oh)

Got your own whip, no n*gga can play you

And you ride dick just like an animal

Back then, I never seen you dance before

Then I came in with some bands to blow

Now you say you never had a man before

And whenever the sh*t come out the b*tch face

I can give ten f*cks, I can tell the b*tch fake

Judgin' off her Insta'

I just slid up in your girl DMs with the kiss face

Stupid ass b*tch try to put me on a mixtape

She won't get the number, she can hit me on Snap though

It won't make a difference when I hit it from the back though

If she bad enough, I hit from the front (Oh yeah)

Give a f*ck what your boyfriend does

I'm a real savage ass n*gga in some Chelsea boots

She want a n*gga that can beat it when she tells him to

She probably tell you that's the reason that she fell for you

And I know because she tells me too, so

I can give at least ten f*cks what a b*tch say

In that LaFerrari, doin' eighty while I switch lanes

I was waitin' on you, down the seven-nine in Biscayne

I was f*ckin' with you, now this sh*t is gettin' risqué

I can give at least ten f*cks what a b*tch say

In that LaFerrari, doin' eighty while I switch lanes

I was waitin' on you, down the seven-nine in Biscayne

I was f*ckin' with you, now this sh*t is gettin' risqué

We don't need to say that I'm fire, oh

I wanna talk, it seems like my heart is retired, mmm