Dat $tick (remix) Lyrics - Pouya

Man, I don't give a fuck about a mothafuckin' po 

I'ma pull up with that stick and hit yo motherfuckin' do' 

Man, I don't give a fuck about a mothafuckin' po 

I'ma pull up with that stick and hit yo motherfuckin' do' 

Don't give a fuck, poppin' bottles in the club 

Tryna fuck Atlanta bitch but let her lick the pussy up 

Turn your bitch into a dyke, finna need her baptized 

Pool full of liquor, finna dive in her eyes 

Bitch I don't care, finna fuck a bitch with no protection 

I be ignant 

Pray to God I'ma die with my nine on my side 

Mothafuck cops, bustin' like a pork, better hide 

Put my dick in her mouth, call that shit a metapo 

Cigarettes to my lungs 'til I let the pistol go 

Liquor to my eyes, tell me what you wanna do 

'Fore I kill you in the street with the rest of your crew 

I did this, you know this, the mark on my shoot 

With a bullet grazin', I almost took my life 

Forgot what day feels like, I only live at night 

Like a bat, not a rat, never die where you at, hoe 

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I can't see, walk, talk then stray, hoe breakin' 

Ain't nothin', the energy I generate 

The underground underdog 'bout to fall off 

Into another generation 

I was workin, bussin' tables, now I got my own squid on the plate 

Fuck the fame, baby, I don't wanna live in L.A 

Back to the M-I-A to the M-I 

Gon' lay with a ho, face in the coke lines 

Toe taggin' rappers thinkin' that they're snappin' 

Goin' bar to bar with me is suicide 

You or I, do or die, baby, don't even worry about who am I 

Bank account go stupid now 

You should know about the whip situation (aye) 

Tour been feelin' like a damn vacation 

Germ fucked up, woke up not knowin' where he at 

You was blacked out in the damn basement 

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Man, I don't give a fuck about a mothafuckin' po 

I'ma pull up with that stick and hit yo motherfuckin' do' 

Man, I don't give a fuck about a mothafuckin' po 

I'ma pull up with that stick and hit yo motherfuckin' do' 

Yo, I don't give two fucks, I blow big bucks 

Strip club, white pussy marks on my black tux 

'Cause after the party's the hotel lobby 

And that bitch gonna give me more head than Steve Harvey 

I keep a duffle bag, not like the money team 

All coked out on a scale of a triple beam 

Nah mean? Fuck a team of guerrillas 

Silverback stomp out your gang of chinchillas 

Shoot case, military scopes 

Korean shotty up the sleeve of my coat 

Each slug is like one big egg roll 

Impact, you could lose half of your leg, bro 

'Cause we don't play those games 

Franco hit the deck, click, clack, take aim 

Guns never jam, we don't waste rounds 

Best shot's behind the ear like chhhk BOW 

Man, I don't give a fuck about a mothafuckin' po 

I'ma pull up with that stick and hit yo motherfuckin' do' 

Man, I don't give a fuck about a mothafuckin' po 

I'ma pull up with that stick and hit yo motherfuckin' do' (yeah)