[Pre-Chorus]
Yaw, let's go
Bing, bong, bing-y
This fu*king motherfu*king life, stupid
Big Gorilla, Nems, uh
Chris Webby Webby, Webby Webby
Live from the bottom of Brooklyn
Cody Allen, all the way up to Connecticut
You know the vibes, I'm at a plateau that you can never get, stupid
Let's go
[Chorus]
I don't give a fu*k who the president is
I'ma fu*k b*tches (fu*k b*tches) and get money (get money), dummy
Give a fu*k who the Governor is (yeah)
I'ma fu*k b*tches (ah) and get money (ah), dummy
Give a fu*k who the Senator is (yeah)
I'ma fu*k b*tches (yup) and gеt money, dummy (every day)
fu*k all of your political viеws
'Cause it's still fu*king life, don't get it confused (let's go)
[Verse 1: Nems]
Give a fu*k about none of that sh*t, bum
fu*k your life, put a gun in your lips, bum
You old pussy ass son of a b*tch
I kidnapped your dog then I punted that sh*t (bing bong)
Your mother still listens to Nickelback
Acne all down your spine, I call you pickle back (damn)
That's disgusting, what type of sh*t is that?
Baby, you can su*k my dick and then lick the sack (scrumptious)
All that twerking gave you a twat rash (damn)
You smoke brown dirt weed, that is not hash (ew)
I might have fathered your style, but I'm not dad (nope)
fu*ked five b*tches in seven days, that's not bad (dude)
I guess that makes me a motherfu*king thot
And you asking mad questions like a motherfu*king cop
You gon' fu*k around and get motherfu*king shot
What's in my motherfu*king pockets? A motherfu*king nine, 'cause
[Chorus]
I don't give a fu*k who the president is
I'ma fu*k b*tches (fu*k b*tches) and get money (get money), dummy
Give a fu*k who the Governor is (yeah)
I'ma fu*k b*tches (ah) and get money (ah), dummy
Give a fu*k who the Senator is (yeah)
I'ma fu*k b*tches (yup) and get money, dummy (every day)
fu*k all of your political views
'Cause it's still fu*king life, don't get it confused
[Verse 2: Chris Webby]
Give a fu*k about none of that sh*t, bom
Still I got your wifey su*king my dick, bom
Pull it out and then I bust on her tits
Send her home and you welcoming a s*ut with a kiss (disgusting)
Me and Nems on the run, it just doesn't end (nah)
The money up, we can double spend (yeah)
I got a bigger set of balls than Nicki Minaj cousin's friend
Just a side effect of my allergy to the government
Push a vax on me, you getting throttled
Little b*tch, you won't even see me swabbing my nostrils
Rather stick to pharmaceuticals and shots on a bottle
Psychedelics and cocaina drip lodged in my tonsil (raw)
Viagra powder on the counter and I snorted it
We're more than just a little bit of [?]
With the fu*king mother and bust it up in [?]
Then I forced the b*tch over to the local abortion clinic
Gun in hand like a Genovese bu*ton man
Motherfu*king Son of Sam, ducking undercover vans
Hundred grand a month and change on rap
And I'll stay rich even when they raise my tax
Still paid as the growths in their neck grew
Bars still make heads flip like playing "Guess Who?"
Just a real one out of only a select few
fu*k your life, fu*k your death too, Nems tell 'em
[Chorus]
I don't give a fu*k who the president is
I'ma fu*k b*tches (fu*k b*tches) and get money (get money), dummy
Give a fu*k who the Governor is (yeah)
I'ma fu*k b*tches (ah) and get money (ah), dummy
Give a fu*k who the Senator is (yeah)
I'ma fu*k b*tches (yup) and get money, dummy (every day)
fu*k all of your political views
'Cause it's still fu*king life, don't get it confused (stupid)