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IDGTF lyrics

Performer Rome

IDGTF song lyrics by Rome official

IDGTF is a song in English

Alot of motherfuckaz don't like me
Lot of mothafuckaz talking bout me
Alot of motherfuckaz don't like me
Lot of mothafuckaz talking bout me
Alot of motherfuckaz don't like me
Lot of mothafuckaz talking bout me
Alot of motherfuckaz don't like me
Lot of mothafuckaz talking bout me
Then I remember...
I don't give a fuck
I don't gives two fucks (na, na)
I don't give a fuck
I don't give two fucks (na, na)
I don't give a fuck
I don't gives two fucks (na, na)
I don't give a fuck
I don't give two fucks (na, na)
I don't give three shits two fucks one damn
I'm here to raise hell and drop her pants
She chillin with me but Im not her man
Holding the blunt I got the high hand
Hate in ya heart probably not ya fault
They hide face thats masquerade in the dark
Im unfazed come from waves filled with sharks
Untamed fill ya lacerate with the salt
Fuck what you on if ain't bout bread
Ima pick up yo hoe take her to the outlets
Kids down her throat no plan B meds
Eggin her on while I get chicken head
Bwah bwah
No problem
I flow like the agua
Own column
I see what I call'em
Imposters
Ain't down with the brawling
Who shot ya
Earth really hell betta take caution
After the bag till Im exhausted
If it aint bout that no evolvement
Cash is the task pockets enlarging
She on the molly no undergarments
Make that ass bounce like two Spaldings
She came up to me why you blocking
Ima get to the money while you talking
Alot of motherfuckaz don't like me
Lot of mothafuckaz talking bout me
Alot of motherfuckaz don't like me
Lot of mothafuckaz talking bout me
Alot of motherfuckaz don't like me
Lot of mothafuckaz talking bout me
Alot of motherfuckaz don't like me
Lot of mothafuckaz talking bout me
Then I remember...
I don't give a fuck
I don't gives two fucks (na, na)
I don't give a fuck
I don't give two fucks (na, na)
I don't give a fuck
I don't gives two fucks (na, na)
I don't give a fuck
I don't give two fucks (na, na)
Think you found ya lady she looking for options
Loud purple as Barney now yo baby boppin
Shouldn't be alarming of course Im not stopping
Not in ya department above ya Im lofting
Blunt like a bat this ain't no Rawlings
In all black like Im straight out of Compton
She with me lil brat stop calling
She on knees finna gag Im all in
Watch hatas fold
Plus fakes keep jocking
In Darth Vader clothes
Roll up on ya Stephen Hawkin
Trynna step on toes
Bitch watch where you walking
Rome in this hoe
Fucked up let the dog in
Yeah
In the building with no feelings
Tough skin like crocodiles
The reaper coming it's time for Healing
Betta call God
No pocket dial
Think you fucking with me
That's really silly
Gotta level up that awkward style
My album end up in the wrong isle
No genre Im versatile
Earth Hell needa a burner now
I see heaven when she turn around
Them wide hips made to birth a child
I burst a smile when she twerk it out
I burst a smile when she twerk it out
Them wide hips made to birth a child
I see heaven when she turn around
Earth hell need burner now
No genre I'm versatile
Me album end up in the wrong isle
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No unauthorized reproduction of lyric.
Writers: Ramiro Garcia, Raul Martinez
Copyright: O/B/O DistroKid

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