I Don’t Really

Nah, this ain’t Euphoria
I’m just tryna floor it, huh
Why you gotta sit there wish the world could be more gory, huh
Memory like Dory, huh
Fighting for some glory, huh
Swimming through the seas is honestly too fucking boring, huh

Imma need my paper up
Hitting on the vapors, bruh
Checking through my girl’s DMs
I guess I’m fucking winning, huh
Oops, Imma fuck it up
Oops, you a fucking chump
Oops, need a couple bucks
Oops, I don’t give a fuck

I don’t really, uh
I don’t really stunt
I don’t really front
Imma fuck it up

I don’t really, uh
Tell me who to cut
Getting what I want
Imma fuck it up

I don’t really, uh
I don’t really stunt
I don’t really front
Imma fuck it up

I don’t really, uh
Tell me who to cut
Getting what I want
Imma fuck it up

Now
All of these kids got guns
All of these kids want one
All of these kids want fun
All of this just begun, yeah

All of them hit and run
All of them don’t want none
All of them just want rum
All of this just begun, yeah

Imma keep hitting the spliff
Don’t gotta tell me “what if…”
Imma keep rolling and pouring and rolling until I start getting real sick, yeah

I need a bitch and a brick
Catch me out hitting a lick
“I need a- I need a- I need a-”
Wait, life is kinda sick

My circle too big for this dumbness
Queuing up the numbness
Sorry if I made a few mistakes
I got a sunkissed baby
I do it for my lady
I wrote a couple songs
Now I’m swerving on the daily in the streets
Daily in the streets she be feeling on my meat
I’ll be buying her a Jeep
That’s just how the story goes
Nothing in this life is cheap
Rolling up on my own, you still ain’t call me a G
…What?

I don’t really, uh
I don’t really stunt
I don’t really front
Imma fuck it up

I don’t really, uh
Tell me who to cut
Getting what I want
Imma fuck it up

I don’t really, uh
I don’t really stunt
I don’t really front
Imma fuck it up

I don’t really, uh
Tell me who to cut
Getting what I want
Imma fuck it up