Careless

[Intro]
(Chanel, is that you?)
Aye

[Chorus: Tuxx]
Toolie sorted, take a sip
Got two new bitches in the crib
40 on me, throw a fit
Talk shit and you gettin' hit
For real, let it hit, oh
Make sure you gon’ miss, oh
Went to Niemans for the fit, oh
Sippin' on this shit slow

[Verse 1: Tuxx]
Run 'round in these circles, I just love to spin
Grind down in my head to, yeah, this just might be your fuckin’ end
VLone hold this purple vision, circles, I just got expense
And she thinks I'm selfish, I don't split up any dividends
She told me that sharing is caring but I could care less
She want that new Prada bag, well baby, I could care less
Yeah, I love to spend, so I cash a check, forget about it
I don't really need that bitch, but otherwise you don't care about it

[Chorus: Tuxx]
Toolie sorted, take a sip
Got two new bitches in the crib
40 on me, throw a fit
Talk shit and you gettin' hit (Oh)
For real, let it hit, oh (Oh)
Make sure you gon' miss, oh (Oh)
Went to Niemans for the fit, oh (Oh)
Sippin' on this shit slow (Oh, oh)

[Verse 2: Machai]
Need me for the drip but you would never know
Rappin’ on this shit, yeah, I got Tuxx and he gon’ let it go
Lately I been off the shits, I feel like gettin' on
My .223 start actin’ up, this shit get difficult
Wishin' I would care more
Racks inside my jeans, some things I really care for
Couple bags on me, my bitch been askin' me to share more
Fuck your bitch then I roll up a zip then I put Paramore
Feelings get invested, that's the shit I ain’t here for