It Don't Even Matter Lyrics

Hit the stu high as hell my words slur of the wock

It's hundred some shots getting stuffed in my Glock

Tryna bust yo medulla best duck when I pop

Walk round with a shh nigga who finna box

Nigga couldn't even eat put his trust in a thot

Boy I didn't even speak had yo hoe on my cock

Told her we is not fucking I just want yo top

Nigga busting the presi I don't know Barack

No I ain't tucking shit ima pull up and hit some

Pull up and hit one pull up and split some

Say I'm stingy as hell with my fucks I don't give none

If it's smoke we leave ash on his like we cig some

556's gone flip that boy whip we a chop shop

Take his head off his body we Nick named him droptop

Off a bean me and Dee in the whip tryna

Swap thots

I can see that he wanna be me they is not opps

And we got the antidote for all that hating

Imma doc with these shots we turn Niggas to patients

Heard he talk to the cops I can't give information

In the stu with yo boo cooking up need an apron

Say he post on the curb fuck around put his grill on it

Got a white tee on fuck around get him spilled on it

We can't beef if them niggas cannot put a mil on it

Stand up on the pedal fuck round melt the wheels on it

Melt the wheels on it floating it I can't say by to y'all

You sound stupid as hell if you think Eli fighting y'all

New bitch mean as hell she won't even say hi to y'all

Hundred blues in my wallet say Eli could buy the mall

He could buy the mall heard him and Ben frank was best friends

Ain't no dapping PT pull up clapping them FN's

Leave him mourning his fam in all black like some nets fans

Tell a hoe no quick I ain't never been a yes man

They had me pissed off these niggas rip offs walk in the stu high as hell say record me

Like how you mentioning me on IG but won't come out the house nigga thinking he Cory

I just be in my lane like Kiffin you need to stay in yo lane like Tory

I'm sorry lord if he play and the demons with me then he bound to go missing like dory

For really man they gotta feel this

I know one of my sons gonna steal this

Already ate but I still need a mil bitch

Tryna put him six feet when I feel sick

Like a baker boy I need some more bread

She said she love me man that's what yo hoe said

Ima taker know I need some more head

Ima break her feel like she got no legs

She can't play me like a dummy

I want her head like a skully

I'm just tryna fuck we can't be buddy buddy

After I'm done than we wraps like a mummy

It don't even matter she say Eli you harder than viagra

Let money rain it's falling like Niagara

Still want all the smoke give a fuck bout my asthma

Not you regular rapper got paper like pastors

It's easy I pull her and flip her and clap her

Than after I block her go ghost some like Casper

Might trash her she step on my shoes imma smack her

Not your regular rapper it don't even matter