no issues - kyle don't give a fuck lyrics
[intro: kyle don’t give a f*ck]
yeah
kyle don’t give a f*ck
y’all know what it is
f*ck all dat bullsh*t the album, b*tch
yeah
yeah
[chorus: kyle don’t give a f*ck]
yeah, f*ck n*gga don’t want issues (no issues)
yeah, f*ck n*gga don’t want issues (no issues)
yeah, f*ck n*gga don’t want issues (no issues)
yeah, f*ck n*gga don’t want issues (no issues)
yeah; yeah, yeah, yeah
[post*chorus: kyle don’t give a f*ck]
stripper b*tches litty, slappin’ twenties on their ass (their ass)
that money we be gettin’, ain’t no spendin’ on their ass (nah)
the hatin’ n*ggas sh*tty, we be sh*ttin’ on their ass (f*ck ’em)
yeah, we just out herе lit, it get no realer than that cash
f*ck n*gga don’t want issuеs
[verse 1: kyle don’t give a f*ck]
pop percocets and molly (molly)
sip henny, out my body (my body)
that rémy got me litty
f*ckin’ b*tches at the party (party)
these hoes, they love to party (yep)
these hoes, they go r*t*rded (r*t*rded)
call bro, we get it started
block is lit, we go the hardest (yep)
got stripper b*tches on their way to twerk and get these bands (bands)
my stripper b*tch, she on the way to work, and bringin’ friends (bring them b*tches with you)
my n*ggas with me, we know haters workin’ in advance (f*ck ’em)
my n*ggas with me on the way up, workin’, coppin’ bands (bands)
[?] d*ck in her throat, lil’ stripper drop it low (freaky lil’ b*tch)
got twenties fallin’ on the b*tch, pop p*ssy, freaky ho (yeah)
i pass around the other b*tch, i ask around, lil’ bro (ask around)
slap ass, go down, do splits, pop p*ssy, she a freaky ho
[chorus: kyle don’t give a f*ck]
yeah, f*ck n*gga don’t want issues (no issues)
yeah, f*ck n*gga don’t want issues (no issues)
yeah, f*ck n*gga don’t want issues (no issues)
yeah, f*ck n*gga don’t want issues (no issues)
yeah; yeah, yeah, yeah
[post*chorus: kyle don’t give a f*ck & flygang mazzi]
stripper b*tches litty, slappin’ twenties on their ass (huh)
that money we be gettin’, ain’t no spendin’ on their ass (facts)
the hatin’ n*ggas sh*tty, we be sh*ttin’ on their ass (flygang)
yeah, we just out here lit, it get no realer than that cash (ayy, ayy)
f*ck n*gga don’t want issues
[verse 2: flygang mazzi]
issues, issues (wassup?)
who got ’em? who with ’em? (wassup?)
i’m with it, yeah, all that
you hatin’ [?], please fall back
okay, though
b*tches fall for me like jenga (they do)
got the game in a chokehold
guess you can say a n*gga [?]
and all these d*mn blue chips on me, can’t have one just like pringles (swag)
got h*lla type of different girls, different colors of ’em like rainbows
[?] only goin’ green when i’m out of state [?] mist like faygo (yrrm)
kiss my baby, tell her that we going, going [?] up (mwah)
and let’s go up, up
how far you gon’ go until i can not get enough stuff? (ayy)
don’t come around with negative energy tryna act tough, son
’cause my n*ggas been ready and i been on the prowl
ready for whatever just to get down
[chorus: kyle don’t give a f*ck]
yeah, f*ck n*gga don’t want issues (no issues)
yeah, f*ck n*gga don’t want issues (no issues)
yeah, f*ck n*gga don’t want issues (no issues)
yeah, f*ck n*gga don’t want issues (no issues)
yeah; yeah, yeah, yeah
[post*chorus (false start): kyle don’t give a f*ck]
stripper b*tches litty, slappin’ twenties on their ass (their ass)
that money we be gettin’, ain’t no spendin’ on their ass (nah)
but hatin’ n*ggas sh*tty, we be sh*ttin’ on their ass (f*ck ’em)
yeah, we just out here lit, it get no realer than that cash
f*ck n*gga don’t want issues
[interlude]
(this chicago, n*gga)
[post*chorus: kyle don’t give a f*ck]
stripper b*tches litty, slappin’ twenties on their ass (their ass)
that money we be gettin’, ain’t no spendin’ on their ass (nah)
but hatin’ n*ggas sh*tty, we be sh*ttin’ on their ass (f*ck ’em)
yeah, we just out here lit, it get no realer than that cash
f*ck n*gga don’t want issues
[verse 3: wooski]
b*tch, i get a lot of gwopo
it feel like i just hit the lotto
and my b*tch look like a model
i’m smokin’ dope and drinkin’ rémy out the bottle
we got thirties and them autos
headshot, i knocked the meat up out his taco
hit the e*way, time to see how fast this car go
trap money cartel, b*tch, you can call me el chapo
[interlude]
(this chicago, n*gga)
[chorus: kyle don’t give a f*ck]
yeah, f*ck n*gga don’t want issues (no issues)
yeah, f*ck n*gga don’t want issues (no issues)
yeah, f*ck n*gga don’t want issues (no issues)
yeah, f*ck n*gga don’t want issues (no issues)
yeah; yeah, yeah, yeah
[post*chorus: kyle don’t give a f*ck]
stripper b*tches litty, slappin’ twenties on their ass (their ass)
that money we be gettin’, ain’t no spendin’ on their ass (nah)
the hatin’ n*ggas sh*tty, we be sh*ttin’ on their ass (f*ck ’em)
yeah, we just out here lit, it get no realer than that cash
f*ck n*gga don’t want issues
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