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sunshine christo & hank chill - idgaflb كلمات الأغنية

[chorus: lil rainbo]
i don’t give a f_ck lil b_tch
i don’t give a f_ck lil b_tch
i don’t give a f_ck lil b_tch
i don’t give a f_ck lil b_tch
i don’t give a f_ck lil b_tch
i don’t give a f_ck lil b_tch
i don’t give a f_ck lil b_tch

[verse 1: lil rainbo]
b_tch i will see you in court
off of them drugs, you a wh0re
i don’t give a f_ck lil b_tch
yeah hop on the side of my door
why your p_ssy smelling like fish
i’m getting high in the b_tch
shoutout the ultra gang
i put a shield on my d_ck and i told her to kiss
i don’t like phone calls, you ain’t no draws
i’m getting no bar
the guy that you’re f_cking, i’ll cut off his legs
and i’ll go shoot his head and his nose off
remember when you asked me to pay for that nose job
i’m tryna stay in my lane but i’m going insane
trying to dodge all these cops
i don’t know where we go from here
got a couple b_tches on my phone but they’re weird
and i’m weirder so i don’t give a f_ck
bruh, put the gun down, put the gun down
you ain’t gotta do it, you ain’t gotta do it
ay, f_ck, ay, f_ck twelve
i’m out
[chorus: lil rainbo]
i don’t give a f_ck lil b_tch
i don’t give a f_ck lil b_tch
i don’t give a f_ck lil b_tch
i don’t give a f_ck lil b_tch
i don’t give a f_ck lil b_tch
i don’t give a f_ck lil b_tch
i don’t give a f_ck lil b_tch
i don’t give a f_ck lil b_tch

[verse 2: hank chill]
you stupid f_cking b_tch
get up out my face before i hit you with this clip
i’m a dirty motherf_cker and i’m grinding in this sh_t
yeah i grow my f_cking wings and i be flying out this b_tch
and i got diamonds on my wrist
i’ll send them flying cross your lips
talking sh_t but i don’t care, i put that nine up to your neck
hank and rainbo, yeah we don’t give a f_ck
b_tch try to say something, i’ll f_ck that hoe up
i don’t f_ck with b_tches like an incel
shut up b_tch, you can go to h_ll
hope you don’t get well, hope you don’t get well
you ain’t got sh_t to say to me, b_tch f_ck the intel
i’m a dirty motherf_cker and i’m grinding in this sh_t
yeah i’ll put you in the water like an island in this b_tch
yeah i eat these b_tches up, i’m crocodiling in this b_tch
b_tch i knock the f_cking walls in like a pile of f_cking bricks
[chorus: lil rainbo]
i don’t give a f_ck lil b_tch
i don’t give a f_ck lil b_tch
i don’t give a f_ck lil b_tch
i don’t give a f_ck lil b_tch
i don’t give a f_ck lil b_tch
i don’t give a f_ck lil b_tch
i don’t give a f_ck lil b_tch
i don’t give a f_ck lil b_tch

[verse 3: hank chill]
you saying something, i don’t give a f_ck lil b_tch
you need some money, i don’t give a f_ck lil b_tch
you think it’s funny huh, i don’t give a f_ck lil b_tch
you running from me huh, i don’t give a f_ck lil b_tch
you saying something, i don’t give a f_ck lil b_tch
you need some money, i don’t give a f_ck lil b_tch
you think it’s funny huh, i don’t give a f_ck lil b_tch
you running from me huh, i don’t give a f_ck lil b_tch

[verse 4: sunshine christo]
i just cheated on my girlfriend and i’d do that sh_t again
she told me that she loves me, but i think i love her friend
she asked me about her feelings, i told her they’re irrelevant
i just f_cked once and i’ma f_ck again (sorry mom)
she just cried once and she’s gonna cry again
she asked if she can rely on me, and i said it depends (no)
she asked if she can be my girlfriend, i answered only on the weekends yeah
she sent her whole hate army on my mentions, but it’s all okay cause i don’t read them yeah
[bridge: sunshine christo]
yo rainbo, yo rainbo, i think the song’s done now, we’re good

[verse 5: sunshine christo]
sike n_gga, you would’ve thought
i don’t give no thoughts to no thots
i uberpool that b_tch then i ride off in my car
higher than the moon yeah i can see the stars
all my fits newer all your sh_ts goober
i make my own sh_t, that’s why you’re still a youtuber yeah
b_tch i’m mad stupid, i failed all my tests
i’m r_t_rded yeah, but i’m better than the rest
didn’t return my chromebook, yeah i finessed

[verse 6: bambi]
bambi why you gotta do em’ like that
glock 17, that’s a brand new gat
hit from the back but i don’t eat cat
just dropped a rack, that’s a prada bag
crushing songs, i got that swag
i’m so toxic, hoes are mad
30 round extended mag, i k!ll that p_ssy, body bag
dming h_lla e_girls cause i’m tryna see their feet yeah
my rolly so icy, i got fined by the league
got a glock 17 that’ll make you f_cking bleed
and your b_tch send me texts that i’m never gonna read
bambi jersey shore, out here balling like i’m pauly d
i think i need a baseball bat to keep these b_tches off me
running through goth girls like warped tour in 03
tryna rap with goth money, black kray needs to sign me
popped some xans, forgot the color
all my diamonds wet like water
i might disrespect your daughter
sh_tty face, girl where’s your father
bambi vans, i’m off the wall
f_ck these wh0res i hate them all
pop another adderall like i love cocaine bathroom stall

- sunshine christo hank chill

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