League Of Starz - Chachi's Revenge lyrics

[Intro] League of Stars I don't give a f** about you, though… Di-D-D-Di Di-Diamond Lane [Verse 1] My baby mamas say I wasn't sh**, and at first I used to believe ‘em Now they on my dick, 'cause a young n***a out here eatin' Every time I hop in my whip, I light one of my pre-rolls At gettin' gwap, I'm Gucci, without the ice cream cone Sticking to that G-Code, I take a shot then reload Only f** with my street folk 'cause these rap n***as too emo Forever on my grind, yeah, my five kids, they need clothes Pump bucking at fake f**s 'cause like pimps they need hoes Blaow! Bloaw! Oh my lord – my ho and my chain gold Life be my b**h and that ho move when I say so Good in my ‘hood, yeah, I play the block like Lego Real goons on my payroll – I save money, you save hoes Mountain high, I Range Rove, to the top on you n***as If this was '09 I would've been socking on n***as f** that, rather profit on n***as – toe tag every beat Louis give me Oh yeah I'm a problem, oh mama, no condoms We're yelling out “f** all you pussies” [Hook] I don't give a f** about you, though… I don't give a f** about you, though We ain't never struggle together We ain't made no money together… I don't give a f** about you, though… I don't give a f** about you, though… So go that way, hoe… [Verse 2] They mad I made it, that's why I be smiling so much I'm k**ing these n***as, but damn it's some b**hes I'm dying to f** 100 on records, these rappers is pussies, be lying too much Approach and then pop ‘em, my boy, I ain't really with iron too much Try your luck – better be bad, bruh You'll lose that breath, no asthma Keep a b**h coming like cash, huh? Money ain't funny, no laughter It's coming from my sides, n***a It's all winners 'round me… In a room full of pussies, all I see is dinners 'round me Well I eat ‘em up – YSL Centre, Adida'd up You hug that b**h, you luh that b**h I only call that ho when I need to f** Got another ‘cycle, I just filled it up An another one I don't event tough My goonies on you, I'd better warn you boy Quack! Quack! You might need to duck [Outro] I don't give a f** about you, though… I don't give a f** about you, though We ain't never struggle together We ain't made no money together… I don't give a f** about you, though… I don't give a f** about you, though… I don't give a f** about you, though… I don't give a f** about you, though… So go that way, hoe…