Intro:
Guess what, I gotta fever
And the only prescription is more cowbell
Matty:
Yeahhh, I don't give a f**
Don't giva f**
Ugh
Yep
Matty baby
Cyeah
Chorus:
With team plottin, with the team mobbing (Mobbin')
In the whip, heads bobbin (Up and down)
Blunt rolled, windows up (Roll it up)
Kush smell, I don't really giva f** (Nah)
[Don't really giva f** (x2) (Nope, nah)
Beats bumpin' in my whip
I don't really giva f** (whoop)] (X2)
Like a virgin baby, zero f**s given
No silly tampons, but carefree liven
Wit the goons ridin round wylin in da city
Beats got the whip bouncin, double D titties
Uh huh, ya, you know who is
Matty means, the crew, with yo b**h
Better hope I don't like the one ya got
I'll score whether there's a goalie or not
Frankly I don't giva f** what you're thinkin
Just doin me and your girl, steady winnin
Rules, I don't giva f**, haters, I don't giva f**
Lames, I don't giva f**, yo girl, I gave a f**
Chorus:
With team plottin, with the team mobbing (Mobbin')
In the whip, heads bobbin (Up and down)
Blunt rolled, windows up (Roll it up)
Kush smell, I don't really giva f** (Nah)
[Don't really giva f** (x2) (Nope, nah)
Beats bumpin' in my whip
I don't really giva f** (whoop)] (X2)
Comin up quick like a dime on my dick
Not messin wit acid but it's been a good trip
See I'm from millersville but I will savage you
I'm on the uprise like I took a dab or two
Makin b**hes bedrock, yabadabado
I also got some (w)raps, if you'd like to grab a few
The real friends stay, the others short lived
Keep it on my mind like snapbacks at lids
Built in Doppler for the fakes and the phonies
Believe in the homies, the ones that know me
Harder not to fall, this journeys overwhelming
I choose this path, lokos over helping
Magic in the making, angel and Houdini
Voilà, poof poof, set your mind off freely
By the words, the rhymes, every single syllable
Rap is the game and I'm the piece that's pivotal
Not given a f** and livin to the fullest
Shrug off hate, haters, and the bullsh**
Tryna make some change without breakin bills
Just stackin them, mil after mil
Deal after deal, feel what I feel
Can't k** what I k**ed, reel what is real
f** who said I'll never amount
Matty means over and out
Chorus:
With team plottin, with the team mobbing (Mobbin')
In the whip, heads bobbin (Up and down)
Blunt rolled, windows up (Roll it up)
Kush smell, I don't really giva f** (Nah)
[Don't really giva f** (x2) (Nope, nah)
Beats bumpin' in my whip
I don't really giva f**] (X2)