lirik lagu kyle don’t give a fuck – no issues
[intro: kyle don’t give a f~ck]
yeah
kyle don’t give a f~ck
y’all know what it is
f~ck all dat bullsh~t the album, b~tch
yeah
yeah
[chorus: kyle don’t give a f~ck]
yeah, f~ck n~gga don’t want issues (no issues)
yeah, f~ck n~gga don’t want issues (no issues)
yeah, f~ck n~gga don’t want issues (no issues)
yeah, f~ck n~gga don’t want issues (no issues)
yeah; yeah, yeah, yeah
[post~chorus: kyle don’t give a f~ck]
stripper b~tches litty, slappin’ twenties on their ass (their ass)
that money we be gettin’, ain’t no spendin’ on their ass (nah)
the hatin’ n~ggas sh~tty, we be sh~ttin’ on their ass (f~ck ’em)
yeah, we just out herе lit, it get no realer than that cash
f~ck n~gga don’t want issuеs
[verse 1: kyle don’t give a f~ck]
pop percocets and molly (molly)
sip henny, out my body (my body)
that rémy got me litty
f~ckin’ b~tches at the party (party)
these hoes, they love to party (yep)
these hoes, they go r~t~rded (r~t~rded)
call bro, we get it started
block is lit, we go the hardest (yep)
got stripper b~tches on their way to twerk and get these bands (bands)
my stripper b~tch, she on the way to work, and bringin’ friends (bring them b~tches with you)
my n~ggas with me, we know haters workin’ in advance (f~ck ’em)
my n~ggas with me on the way up, workin’, coppin’ bands (bands)
[?] d~ck in her throat, lil’ stripper drop it low (freaky lil’ b~tch)
got twenties fallin’ on the b~tch, pop p~ssy, freaky ho (yeah)
i pass around the other b~tch, i ask around, lil’ bro (ask around)
slap ass, go down, do splits, pop p~ssy, she a freaky ho
[chorus: kyle don’t give a f~ck]
yeah, f~ck n~gga don’t want issues (no issues)
yeah, f~ck n~gga don’t want issues (no issues)
yeah, f~ck n~gga don’t want issues (no issues)
yeah, f~ck n~gga don’t want issues (no issues)
yeah; yeah, yeah, yeah
[post~chorus: kyle don’t give a f~ck & flygang mazzi]
stripper b~tches litty, slappin’ twenties on their ass (huh)
that money we be gettin’, ain’t no spendin’ on their ass (facts)
the hatin’ n~ggas sh~tty, we be sh~ttin’ on their ass (flygang)
yeah, we just out here lit, it get no realer than that cash (ayy, ayy)
f~ck n~gga don’t want issues
[verse 2: flygang mazzi]
issues, issues (wassup?)
who got ’em? who with ’em? (wassup?)
i’m with it, yeah, all that
you hatin’ [?], please fall back
okay, though
b~tches fall for me like jenga (they do)
got the game in a chokehold
guess you can say a n~gga [?]
and all these d~mn blue chips on me, can’t have one just like pringles (swag)
got h~lla type of different girls, different colors of ’em like rainbows
[?] only goin’ green when i’m out of state [?] mist like faygo (yrrm)
kiss my baby, tell her that we going, going [?] up (mwah)
and let’s go up, up
how far you gon’ go until i can not get enough stuff? (ayy)
don’t come around with negative energy tryna act tough, son
’cause my n~ggas been ready and i been on the prowl
ready for whatever just to get down
[chorus: kyle don’t give a f~ck]
yeah, f~ck n~gga don’t want issues (no issues)
yeah, f~ck n~gga don’t want issues (no issues)
yeah, f~ck n~gga don’t want issues (no issues)
yeah, f~ck n~gga don’t want issues (no issues)
yeah; yeah, yeah, yeah
[post~chorus (false start): kyle don’t give a f~ck]
stripper b~tches litty, slappin’ twenties on their ass (their ass)
that money we be gettin’, ain’t no spendin’ on their ass (nah)
but hatin’ n~ggas sh~tty, we be sh~ttin’ on their ass (f~ck ’em)
yeah, we just out here lit, it get no realer than that cash
f~ck n~gga don’t want issues
[interlude]
(this chicago, n~gga)
[post~chorus: kyle don’t give a f~ck]
stripper b~tches litty, slappin’ twenties on their ass (their ass)
that money we be gettin’, ain’t no spendin’ on their ass (nah)
but hatin’ n~ggas sh~tty, we be sh~ttin’ on their ass (f~ck ’em)
yeah, we just out here lit, it get no realer than that cash
f~ck n~gga don’t want issues
[verse 3: wooski]
b~tch, i get a lot of gwopo
it feel like i just hit the lotto
and my b~tch look like a model
i’m smokin’ dope and drinkin’ rémy out the bottle
we got thirties and them autos
headshot, i knocked the meat up out his taco
hit the e~way, time to see how fast this car go
trap money cartel, b~tch, you can call me el chapo
[interlude]
(this chicago, n~gga)
[chorus: kyle don’t give a f~ck]
yeah, f~ck n~gga don’t want issues (no issues)
yeah, f~ck n~gga don’t want issues (no issues)
yeah, f~ck n~gga don’t want issues (no issues)
yeah, f~ck n~gga don’t want issues (no issues)
yeah; yeah, yeah, yeah
[post~chorus: kyle don’t give a f~ck]
stripper b~tches litty, slappin’ twenties on their ass (their ass)
that money we be gettin’, ain’t no spendin’ on their ass (nah)
the hatin’ n~ggas sh~tty, we be sh~ttin’ on their ass (f~ck ’em)
yeah, we just out here lit, it get no realer than that cash
f~ck n~gga don’t want issues
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