Freshie Can't Even Care Lyrics

[Intro: DirtyBoyZero]
Ayy, listen up, we blowin' the f*ck up, bro
It's that— it's Dirty, like, it's— we have to

[Chorus]
Yeah, yeah (Yeah), yeah (Yeah), yeah
Really, I can't even care (Yeah, yeah)
Money, we count everywhere (Yeah)
I put that cash in the air (Yeah)
Hop in that coupe, it go there (Yeah)
Niggas gon' hate, they gon' stare (Yeah)
But, f*ck it, you know we prepared (Yeah)
You not in my circle, you square (Yeah)
She like all the shit that I wear (Yeah)
I'm with the gang so beware (Yeah)
That stick got a drum like a snare (Yeah)
Razer gon' aim at his hair (Yeah)
These bitches, they come by the pair (Yeah)
But f*ck it, you know we can share (Yeah, Dirty)

[Verse]
In love with the money, a love affair (Yeah)
Know we not the same, no, you cannot compare (Yeah)
Niggas be hatin', you know I'm aware (Yeah)
Said he want war, nigga, then I declare (Yeah)
Shawty gon' sit on my dick like a chair
These diamonds on me, they gon' glisten and glare (Yeah)
Double my cup then my vision impaired
I lost the top of the roof, I'm like, "Where?"
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah (Lil Dirty though)
Counting that money, we do that shit often Counting that money, that shit get exhausting
I'm out in traffic like deer when it's crossing (Yeah)
Shawty a freak, she gon' leave me like frosty (Yeah)
Walk in the bank and that money start talking (Yeah)
Them presidents dead so my pocket a coffin
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, huh, yeah, yeah)
Pullin' that coupe like, "Who is this?"
Pullin' no roof, it don't exist (Yeah)
I press one button, that bitch, it do tricks
I think I'm the shit, now, that nigga, he piss
Them bullets gon' hit like a nigga was fists
Might fly outta town so I can't even trip

[Chorus]
Yeah, yeah (Yeah), yeah (Yeah), yeah
Really, I can't even care (Yeah)
Money, we count everywhere (Yeah)
I put that cash in the air (Yeah)
Hop in that coupe, it go there (Yeah)
Niggas gon' hate, they gon' stare (Yeah)
But, f*ck it, you know we prepared (Yeah)
You not in my circle, you square (Yeah)
She like all the shit that I wear (Yeah)
I'm with the gang so beware (Yeah)
That stick got a drum like a snare (Yeah)
Razer gon' aim at his hair (Yeah)
These bitches, they come by the pair (Yeah)
But f*ck it, you know we can share (Yeah)