Matt.B - I.D.R.G.A.F lyrics

[Intro] It's that mothaf**in' Dracula sh** Immaculate b**h The mothaf**in' mac in this b**h I'm taxin' ya That mothaf**in' Dracula sh** Immaculate b**h The mothaf**in' mac in this b**h I'm taxin' ya b**h [Hook] I don't really give a f** Couldn't really give a sh** I'm just trying to make a buck Maybe trying to get some head I Ain't trying to end up dead So my eyes ain't closing shut Said they trying to come and get me While I lay up in the cut [Verse 1: Matt.B] My eyes been giving light I ain't been feeling right, Every night that pa**es got me thinking I'm a parasite No fear of heights cuz what you say is high I can't comprehend I been across the lands, seen life and d**h exchanging hands From the mountain tops, to the desert sands The flashing lights and the ambulance That fast life mothaf** the past Take a chance while a mothaf**a chasing cash Never chasing a**, im toe'd up You ain't gotta ask, piff rolled up I'm never last, growing older Smell the marijuana odor on my shirt b**h I make it hurt, don't wanna have your man lying and dying in the dirt Call me Kirk Swerve, on my last nerve I was dead from what I last heard Now that's absurd, light the herb Spread the word like a bowl of alphabits I don't really give a sh** I'm just trying to get some head She got me shooting from the hip but I ain't talking bout some lead I just take all these hoes to bed and then I kick em out instead Saying something, I was red and had forgotten what they said [Hook] [Verse 2: Matt.B] Tonights the night, but I ain't feeling right still I just really wanna chill, all these b**hes poppin pills They Ain't never had they fill And they all know the deal It's fresh so check the seal Like red cafe I'm ill Codeine and ginger ale Not stale, i won't fail Blood cold as rocks of hail Deviating from the trail sh** I'm riding on the rails, mothaf**a tough as nails I'll probably rot in hell, with a bad b**h And some pacifists who didn't make the right decisions Sparking up the ism, mothaf**as mind they business Competition, I'm Sid Vicious With a sink that's full of dishes I take hits, but don't take hits and all these misters are just misses Taught to not run with them scissors, but I'm in cut, it was kismet When destiny comes to visit Y'all know the plan, it was for the fam Chased by pigs and Im on the lamb Don't have a cow, cuz I'm going Ham f** them chickens got em cluckin' now Got em cluckin' now so I hold it down [Hook]