Dat $tick (Remix)

Dat $tick (枪林弹雨) (Remix) - Rich Brian (布莱恩·伊曼纽)/Ghostface Killah/Pouya
Man I don't give a f**k about a mothaf**kin' po
I'ma pull up with that stick and hit you motherf**kin' do'
Man I don't give a f**k about a mothaf**kin' po
I'ma pull up with that stick and hit you motherf**kin' do'
Rich Chigga：
Don't give a f**k poppin' bottles in the club
Tryna f**k Atlanta b**ch but let her lick the p**sy up
Turn your b**ch into a dyke finna need her baptized
Pool full of liquor finna dive in her eyes
B**ch I don't care finna f**k a b**ch with no protection
I be ignant
Pray to god I'ma die with my nine on my side
Mothaf**k cops bustin' like a pork better hide
Put my dick in her mouth call that sh*t 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
Pouya：
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 working bussin' tables now I got my own squid on the plate
F**k 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 f**ked up woke up not knowin' where he at
You was blacked out in the damn basement
Rich Chigga：
Man I don't give a f**k about a mothaf**kin' po
I'ma pull up with that stick and hit you motherf**kin' do'
Man I don't give a f**k about a mothaf**kin' po
I'ma pull up with that stick and hit you motherf**kin' do'
Ghostface Killah：
Yo I don't give two f**ks I blow big bucks
Strip club white p**sy marks on my black tux
'Cause after the party's the hotel lobby
And that b**ch 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 f**k 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
Rich Chigga：
Man I don't give a f**k about a mothaf**kin' po
I'ma pull up with that stick and hit you motherf**kin' do'
Man I don't give a f**k about a mothaf**kin' po
I'ma pull up with that stick and hit you motherf**kin' do' yeah