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PARTYNEXTDOOR

I Don't

 

I Don't

(album: Saturday Night - 2014)


I've probably had, too much to drink
That's my alibi, fuck what y'all think
Fuck y'alls advice, yeah you heard me right
It's my fucking life, it's my fucking life yeah
I guess Cupid really fucked shit up
When he shot you and that nigga
I bet he's insecure as fuck
'Cause how could you compare to this nigga
Yeah, Yeah
I hope you sincerely know
I could give a fuck about a nigga
And I'm a keep fucking these hoes

I hope, I hope, I hope, you think of me
I hope, I hope, I hope, you still love me
Cause I don't, I don't, I don't give a fuck yeah
Since your boy got on, now you're tryna show me love
I don't, I don't, I don't think of you
I could, I could

But I've probably had too much to smoke
That Louis XIII fucked up my throat
I've got a new bitch that do anything for me
New niggas don't cut it for me
Old bitches say they rooted for me
Word, what a good story
Nobody shit flowers
Not even Miss Daisy
Bitches who'd never date me
Now calling me baby
Oh, I'm fucking for hours
Quickly turn to minutes
'Cause I don't give a fuck about these money hungry bitches

I hope, I hope, I hope you think of me
I hope, I hope, I hope you still love me
Cause I don't, I don't, I don't give a fuck yeah
Since your boy got on, now you're tryna show me love
I don't, I don't, I don't think of you
I could, I could

Fuck it, I'll blame E
Fuck, I'll blame this smoke
Fuck, I'll blame this dro
I'm a keep it OMO 'till I go
Gotta go through niggas up in TO
Waiting on that call
And I'm addicted to bad bitches
I'm going on a withdrawal
But you a 7 in Toronto
6 up in New York
5 up in L.A
And Miami got you 4
I ain't saying you ain't fine
Cause you're as fine as ever
But I'm just saying, I could do better

Cause I don't, I don't, I don't give a fuck yeah
Since your boy got on, now you're tryna show me love
I don't, I don't, I don't think of you
I could, I could

But I hope, I hope, I hope you think of me
I hope, I hope, I hope you still love me
Cause I don't, I don't, I don't give a fuck yeah
Since your boy got on, now you're tryna show me love
I don't, I don't, I don't think of you

I don't [x16]
Give a

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