Ad – DrunkAF Lyrics (feat. O.T. Genasis)

[Intro]
Check
Woo
Ah
Ayy
Ayy
Woah
Woah (Hah)
(It’s your boy DJ Tray)

[Chorus]
Money, cars, jewelry, sluts
Money, cars, jewelry, sluts
Money, cars, jewelry, sluts
I don’t give a f*ck
Money, cars, jewelry, sluts
Money, cars, jewelry, sluts
Money, cars, jewelry, sluts
I don’t give a f*ck (Look)

[Verse 1]
Money, cars, jewelry, lit
How many hoes wanna suck this dick?
I wanna go up, turn up, my bitch want a bitch
I don’t hit nothin’ ‘less she pay my rent
Got my G off of Trump, I’ma spend it on a ho
Spread that thing open, I’ma spend a lil’ more
Born in the set, I was sittin’ on the four
When a nigga come through, we gon’ have to let it blow
And a bitch unemployed, OnlyFans be her income
If she want the meat, I’ma charge her ass and then some
f*ck bein’ loyal, hit a bitch, see if her friends come
Baby daddy hatin’, we gon’ give his ass a big drum
Clean your f*ckin’ hands ‘fore you touch this f*ckin’ meat, bitch
Adderall and molly, I’ma f*ck around and see shit
Ballin’ like Miami if you wanna get the heat, bitch
And if the cops come, I ain’t seen shit, hey

[Chorus]
Money, cars, jewelry, sluts
Money, cars, jewelry, sluts
Money, cars, jewelry, sluts
I don’t give a f*ck
Money, cars, jewelry, sluts
Money, cars, jewelry, sluts
Money, cars, jewelry, sluts

I don’t give a f*ck

[Verse 2]
Brown and ‘quila (Brown and ‘quila), f*ck a chaser (Yeah)
Want the bitch (What?), but I won’t chase her (Oh no)
Talkin’ loud, but they know that I’m a gangster (Know that I’m a what?)
Gold and purple, bitch, you know I’m reppin’ Lakers
She been actin’ different since she seen me on the TV (Hey)
Five minutes in and she was beggin’ for the weewee (Yeah)
Couple bands on me once you tell me what the fee be (What?)
Never mind, f*ck it, you gon’ have to give ’em freebies
Seen her in the club, I was the first one on that
p*ssy clean ’cause her nails and her purse always match
Always good in the club, on the couch with my gat
I would never take the stand, you conversin’ with rats
I’m a real-ass nigga, give a f*ck what they think, though
Get his ass dressed, wet him up, that’s a bingo
Doin’ everything ten and up, that’s my lingo
Real star like I’m Ringo, hah

[Chorus]
Money, cars, jewelry, sluts
Money, cars, jewelry, sluts
Money, cars, jewelry, sluts
I don’t give a f*ck
Money, cars, jewelry, sluts
Money, cars, jewelry, sluts
Money, cars, jewelry, sluts
I don’t give a f*ck

[Outro]
Bitch
Woah
Grrat
And we out
Hey
Pour me some more liquor
‘Cause I don’t give a f*ck, bitch, shit, shit

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