I Don't Really Care
    (专辑: Triple F Life: Friends, Fans And Family - 2012)
    
    Standing on the 
chair like I 
don't really care  Got bitches by the 
pair, I'm baller of the 
year  And haters everywhere but I 
don't really care  No I 
don't, I 
don't, I 
don't, I 
don't really care  Got bitches by the 
pair, I'm baller of the 
year  And haters everywhere but I 
don't really care   Waka flockaaa!  I 
keep them bad bitches yelling it  Thugged out rich as hell plus I'm throwing dick  Drunk as shit, everywhere I 
go I'm yellin bricksquad monopoly loud as shit  Throwing money in the 
air fuck it I 
don't care  50 for the 
ear rings that's 100 for a 
pair  Versace on my ass 2 
bands for my underwear  Foreign cars foreign broads baller of the 
year  Sparkles on my champagne independence day  I 
ain't really want yo number yo friend look better anyway   Throwing money in the 
air like I 
don't really care  Standing on the 
chair like I 
don't really care  Got bitches by the 
pair, I'm baller of the 
year  And haters everywhere but I 
don't really care  No I 
don't, I 
don't, I 
don't, I 
don't really care  Got bitches by the 
pair, I'm baller of the 
year  And haters everywhere but I 
don't really care  Gotta stop, hold up too much money to fold up  Keep some green to roll up, I 
run it like a 
motor  You see the 
way I 
pull up, attention like a 
soldier  What you expect to happen now I'm swaggin on the 
sofa  I 
be so reckless, spend 100, 000 on my necklace  That mean my shit is colder, my neck froze polar  Bear nigga yeah, baller of the 
year  And we can take it there nigga I 
ain't never scared   Throwing money in the 
air like I 
don't really care  Standing on the 
chair like I 
don't really care  Got bitches by the 
pair, I'm baller of the 
year  And haters everywhere but I 
don't really care  No I 
don't, I 
don't, I 
don't, I 
don't really care  Got bitches by the 
pair, I'm baller of the 
year  And haters everywhere but I 
don't really care   I 
see them haters watching fuck it let them hate  Mean mug them back yellin out I'm gettin cake   10, 000 worth of ones on the 
way, he ain't playin with  A 
check lil moma he just flexin, she came with you  She left with me, uhhh, interception  He saying he gone kill me when he catch me but I 
 Don't really care I 
don't, I 
don't, I 
don't really care  Got bitches by the 
pair, I'm baller of the 
year  And haters everywhere but I 
don't really carelly care