I Don’t Care

Lil Rose be flexing on your bitch x2
I dont care what people are saying
I dont care bout the bills that im paying
I dont care which hoes im laying
I dont care bout the people im betraying
My shoes rare and the people be hatin
Lambo door open these bitches be stayin
Bullet from a Glock and my swag top rating
Cooled with my dog and my crack is baking
Louis vuitton all over my belting
Swag so high and i see that bitch melting
Rockstar eating pie and my album be sellin'
40k a show while these mufuckn bitches be yellin'
My bae a snow white piece o' duckin bitch in my house dwellin

With my goyard boots trough the snow
Iced out teeth i let it glow
In the yard got a bitch twerking lets go
Pint a card not a snitch working on a new hoe
Workin on a mil while some niggas still playing with a yoyo
Had a nigga drinking lean alot like bro
In my lambo and a golddigger is a no go
When girls wear designer they are in my flow
When people drinking lean they can join my zone
Nowadays got alot of money and im wearing v-lone
Im a designer from skin to my bone
So many girls they be dripping off my phone
People say im gon be nothing..
Wait 2 years and you see me sitting on my throne
Bitch, stop asking, you can better go home
I be on myself and, leave me alone
Pop 3 tags and im in gods dome