Aoty Lyrics

I don’t I don’t I don’t need my fucking ears

Fucking all this pussy i’m a buccaneer

I ain’t give a fuck I haven’t done for years

I’m a go and get it artist of the year

I don’t I don’t I don’t need my fucking ears

Fucking all this pussy i’m a buccaneer

I ain’t give a fuck I haven’t done for years

I’m a go and get it Artist of the year

Pack, pack it all up in the bank, bank bank

I ain’t, I ain’t give a fuck what you thank, thank thank

Rolling hard out here in the fucking paint, paint paint

I’m a make a milli fuck a rank rank rank

Ah ah

Day one with the same hittas’

Look at me crazy i’ma go gorillas

Staring at me lazy, we gon’ wake the children

I ain’t got no chill, I will kill them bitches

Ah ah

Why you gotta come fuck my day now

It’s been going well, it’s bout to rain now

I don't even know what's up, I locked the caine' out

I been fucking with your main bitch stay out

I’ ma have go and hunt your buddy (kill yo buddy)

We be hunting for our meat and leave you skully’ (leave you skully)

Everyday we out here hunting for our money (get it)

Leave you in a fucking grave this shit be funny (shit be funny)

I don’t I don’t I don’t need my fucking ears

Fucking all this pussy i’m a buccaneer

I ain’t give a fuck I haven’t done for years

I’ma go and get it artist of the year

I don’t I don’t I don’t need my fucking ears

Fucking all this pussy i’m a buccaneer

I ain’t give a fuck I haven’t done for years

I’ma go and get it artist of the year

We be fucking out here with my day ones

Fuck a mattress party we gon’ make one (make one)

I don’t even fuck with chick she want some

Three condoms ain’t make me want one

Swear to God I’m about to be a big one

Till then I’m just juggling these big ones

I got molly for me like i’m fucking selling

This is personal i’m bout to go to heaven

I’m a fuck your main bitch then your reverend

What the fuck is up God, I'm fucking bending

Nothing nothing nothing

That I see is straight now

Vision blurry i’m about to head straight down

Swear to god I’ma wake up on the ceiling (on the ceiling)

Take your main bitch out to New Zealand (to New Zealand)

I’m a make that bitch come and I mean it (and I mean it)

I ain’t even give a fuck if you seen it (I let you watch me)

I don’t I don’t I don’t need my fucking ears

Fucking all this pussy i’m a buccaneer

I ain’t give a fuck I haven’t done for years

I’ma go and get it artist of the year

I don’t I don’t I don’t need my fucking ears

Fucking all this pussy i’m a buccaneer

I ain’t give a fuck I haven’t done for years

I’ma go and get it artist of the year

Doggin’ Doggin

Raw dog inside yo bitch, inside yo bitch

I’m that playa, playa

Victi’ scratch that itch, scratch that itch

I’ma go and get it, get it, get it

Call me rich, call me rich

I don’t, I don’t give give a fuck about yo shit (bout’ yo shit)

Ah ah

Tone deaf but we played wit' it

Running to the beat like we know the snitches

Call me Hercules like we on that loud

Took your girl home, didn’t watch yo mouth

This the song that everybody bumping

I’m a make the beat come like we humping

Double double, fucking parked like we stunting

Bricks stacked like we making fucking buildings

I’ma go and get this money like a million

I’ma set myself up like no children

Single single single, everyday fucking now

Bitch i’m talking money and my lifestyle

I don’t even want yo sex nobody (nobody)

All I want to raise my net no bloody (no bloody)

I ain’t, I ain’t, risking shit about no children (children)

Swear to God all I want is to make a million (million)

I don’t I don’t I don’t need my fucking ears

Fucking all this pussy i’m a buccaneer

I ain’t give a fuck I haven’t done for years

I’ma go and get it artist of the year

I don’t I don’t I don’t need my fucking ears

Fucking all this pussy i’m a buccaneer

I ain’t give a fuck I haven’t done for years

I’ma go and get it artist of the year