IDGAD (feat. Botimi Freed)

I dont give a damn, I want a milli in the van, with a lil TLC I feel chili in the band I dont give a damn yuh I dont give a damn I dont give a damn yuh I dont give a damn I dont give a damn yuh I dont give a damn You and your opinion will get you washed up in the sand Yes sir (Yes sir) In the sand, I'll get you washed up in the sand Not the sand gah damn Niggas floatin up to land Watch your mouth watch your mouth Before you end up in back of the van I'm emotional often non approachable When I was young my coaches said sxtwlve you uncoachable Uncoachable? fuck you bitch im sociable Had to carry you bitch ass niggas and cuaght that curve that multiple Give me my credit, my coins it's non negotiable Nigga I like to fight, il pick up a pipe and bust out a window or two (SXTWLVEEEEE) I like to fight, il pick up a pipe If you my enemy then you know it's onsight L'm sleep deprived stay woke all night I always move wrong but I wanna live right I'm a texas boy, southside Houston wreckless boy Mama said chill before you'll get arrested boy Moved my ass to Maryland boy I dont give a damn, I want a milli in the van With a lil TLC I feel chili in the band I dont give a damn yuh I dont give a damn I dont give a damn yuh I dont give a damn I dont give a damn yuh I dont give a damn You and your opinion will get you washed up in the sand Yes sir (Yes sir) In the sand, I'll get you washed up in the sand How many damns do I give Zero divide by six I dont give a damn, if she don't got bands She don't got a chance with the kid She don't got a chance with the man She don't got a chance with the boy The apple falls worthless regardless No difference but if its about money Just hit up my droid Watch how the soldiers deploy Don't give a damn about the heat Rapping like this how I eat I feel like a farmer whose peddling dairy the way I handle the beat Whippin the whippin the street She got her hand on my beast I got my hand on the beauty Friends be getting all mad when we be chillin Because I be grabbing on her booty Sorry cant help but its juicy We in the crib watching movies Get to performing our duties After its done I turn on some frasier and seinfeld then light up a lucy Oo Wee Oo wee, step on my haters so cruelly Got the uzi oo, that's the tru me Kill or be killed that's the new me Oo wee They don't want to beef with my crew see Now they haven't been seen in 2 weeks Bodies be found in a cool creek Oo wee Went to the funeral in a two piece Hugged on the mom She a groupie Now I'm the pops They see who he Who we They tried to beef but we to deep They see the gun They tried to run They got hawked like a loogie I dont give a damn, I want a milli in the van, with a lil TLC I feel chili in the band I dont give a damn yuh I dont give a damn I dont give a damn yuh I dont give a damn I dont give a damn yuh I dont give a damn You and your opinion will get you washed up in the sand Yes sir (Yes sir) In the sand, I'll get you washed up in the sand I am a villain so really yo opinion don't matter I don't sit with no lames I don't do a chit chatter I'm a vagabond, vagrant, don't subtweet, on no-name ish Girls with fake booties I want bounce them on the pavement Yea im hiding skeletons in the ceiling, A nigga always had deep supa deep Feelins Gotta remind myself to keep it together God willing (Inshallah) Otherwise nigga like me would start killin