WTF?!

I don't really care anymore

 

I don't really care anymore

 

Like, what the fuck am I living for?

 

What the fuck am I living for?

 

I don't really care anymore

 

I don't really care anymore

 

Like, what the fuck am I living for?

 

What the fuck am I living for?

 

 

 

Bitch, was I ever yours? Got the dough but not no more

 

Threw out my Yeezy's, bitch, out the door

 

Now bitches wan' be me, these bitches whores

 

And I'm live on TV, come fuckin' tune in

 

Bitches love me and my damn music

 

'Cause we in Chicago, that's what we doin'

 

And I know you want mo' though, bitch, move it, uh

 

And we gon' start a movement, love the way you movin'

 

Got me steady groovin', told that bitch to move it

 

Bitches don't know where they going, where am I headed?

 

Fucking wanna kill myself, Armageddon, uh-uh

 

Playing DCUO, playin' DCUO, bitch

 

I cannot see any mo', I cannot see any mo', bitch

 

And she wan' take me to shows, she wanna take me to shows, bitch

 

I know they wantin' my soul, I know they wantin' my soul, bitch

 

Yeah-ah-ah, no hard feelings, babygirl, I still love you

 

Unfortunately I could never trust you

 

Fortunately, baby, I'ma fuck you, I'ma touch you

 

Fu-fu-fuckin' love you, girl, I loved you

 

Wantin' me dead, I get the memo, hoes say I'm ghetto

 

Cut me wit' stilettos, eyes yellow

 

Like a damn fuckin' snake, you a snaky bitch, I can't take this shit

 

Bitches can't face this shit, demons, I'm facin' 'em, yeah-ah

 

Feel the bass quick, bitches take shit

 

And I just want all this dough, yeah, I'ma make it

 

Told my mama, "Mama, I fuckin' made it"

 

Sit back in the Bahamas sippin' lean, drugs I'm takin'

 

Woah-oh-oh, this an experience, I'm bein' serious

 

These hoes fear my shit, do you hear this shit?

 

I could never fear no hoe other than my mama

 

Got all this dough sippin' Vodka

 

And I know you know you love the 'juana

 

Bitch so damn cold, no, she don't wanna

 

I'm with my bros, we in Ghana (Ghana, bitch!)

 

Put your ass on hold, Sri Lanka, ayy

 

And I know she wan' be Donna Troy

 

Feel like Wondergirl, bitch, I'm not your toy

 

Ever since I was a jit I didn't hang with kids

 

All alone on the playground 'cause these hoes the fakest bitch, yeah-ah

 

And I know hoes gon' put up a banner

 

She want my soul, she got no manners

 

Bitch, I'm too cold, feel like Diana

 

Feel like Wonder Woman, oh-oh-oh, Uganda

 

Yeah, okay, bitch, fuck that bitch Amanda

 

Flood my wrist, bitch, yeah, hoes go bananas

 

I just want money, money, money, Nirvana

 

Now they wan' fuck me, fuck me, panorama, woah-oh

 

 

 

I don't really care anymore

 

I don't really care anymore

 

Like, what the fuck am I living for?

 

What the fuck am I living for?

 

I don't really care anymore

 

I don't really care anymore

 

Like, what the fuck am I living for?

 

What the fuck am I living for?

 

 

 

Hoes like Stevie, Sia, can't see me

 

Bitch wanting me dead, I know, it's easy to completely

 

Lose your sense of self, remember Leafy?

 

And I got the hat like I'm Luigi

 

Money so damn green like it's Luigi

 

Hoes be a whole damn new species

 

Bitch, come see me, you so greasy

 

Uh, she so meaty, woah, got me sleepy

 

Yeah, left me uneasy, oh, bitch, you cheesy

 

Love shit so cheesy, tell me where the cheese be, ah

 

Jodeci, bitch, she so needy, let me see

 

Money blue like Mr. Meeseeks

 

I'm gettin' this dough, I feel like I'm Speedy

 

Feel like I'm Artemis Crock, cuts so deeply, yeah

 

And these hoes so greedy (they so greedy, ah-ah)

 

I know they want me, I loved you briefly

 

Fuck this lil' treaty, my water Fiji

 

Baby, come see me, baby, come meet me

 

We gonna smoke trees, magic like Genie

 

She in her bikini, fuck Sydney Sweeney

 

Bitches fuck on me, please, she think I'm so dreamy

 

I do that graffiti, can you see me? Or is you Stevie?

 

Wonderful type shit, it leaves me queasy

 

I can't fuckin' feel my face, money green like kiwi

 

And bitch, I'll die today if it means you can't reach me, woah-oh

 

She freaky, she so freaky-eaky

 

And I pull up with a full black beanie

 

Wanting me dead but I don't care, I'm peachy

 

Bitch all in my bed, hoes got bed bugs

 

I give my bitch love bites, we met up

 

I got the Glock on me, you'll be dead soon

 

And that's why I wish I never met you

 

(Ayy, yeah, ayy, yeah, ayy, yeah)

 

Come fuck me at the Met Gala

 

Bitch want me, hoes singin' ballads

 

Fucking on these hoes, I got talent, woah-oh-oh-oh

 

And these hoes know I got gallons

 

Of the damn lean, bitch, you're not valid

 

And I sit on my throne in this palace

 

Waitin' for true love, ah-ah, Lone Borealis

 

Bitch, I can't fuck with hoes, Tame Impala

 

Bitch, fuck you hoes, amygdala, woah-oh

 

What do you want from me? Ayy

 

Do you want my company? Ayy

 

She in love with me, ayy-ayy-ayy

 

She wan' fuck on me, she say, "Fuck with me"

 

I tell her, "Cannot fuck with you" yet I'm in love with you

 

These bitches face so punchable

 

And I got dough, the dough so lovable

 

I fuck the dough every night 'cause it's the only bitch I got

 

Know these hoes wanna die so kill yourself and watch yourself rot

 

I'ma be up in them skies soar like a sty a kite bitch, I think not

 

And I know these hoes gon' lie, tell me why, she said, "Why you got the Glock?"

 

I got the Glock on me at all times so I don't die

 

You'll be mine one day, thru the grapevine

 

Bitch, shit'll take time, I done made mine

 

And I'ma make it to the top, ayy, even if it takes time

 

 

 

I don't really care anymore

 

I don't really care anymore

 

Like, what the fuck am I living for?

 

What the fuck am I living for?

 

I don't really care anymore

 

I don't really care anymore

 

Like, what the fuck am I living for?

 

What the fuck am I living for?