IDC ft. Bleeda Lyrics

Would of fucked your bitch but she ain't even make me hard

Nightmare on Elm Street but we come from fucking Boulevard

You talking all this shit like pussy don't fucking start

Can't tell if you wanna die or if you just a retard

If you fuck with me or my squad you go kiss the fucking ground

I'm the type to raise the crowd even in your home town

You think she love you man, you just a rebound

She still want me but I told that hoe to sit the fuck down

It goes one hoe two hoe want this fucking Dick

Three hoes four hoes do the most jumping on it

Yeah I'm a fucking animal I'm so erotic

I got diamonds in my wrist, but also on it

Yeah I got ice in my veins cause bitch I don't really care

I'm the type of dude to teach you that life ain't fucking fair

We can argue about who has better music on air

You say you will, I say I will, but look who's really here

If I was in GTA

I'd have five stars

I'm the type if he's wanted to steal some cop cars

You can say I'm on the way to my Dick cause I am goin large

She calls me her spoiled man, cause she give me what I want

What makes me laugh so hard is you think you compare to me

You do not do the shit I do because nothing was handed to me

You talking all this shit but when I make it your a fan of me

Talking on the net but in real life you fucking scared of me

It's embarrassing, but I ain't gonna talk about the therapy

That I put you in, because no body really cares to see

While you talking to your therapist, I'm getting sucked on by your bitch

She's not used to someone who knows what the fuck to do with it

Hold up wait

You a little bitch

Need to remind you cause you talking a little to much shit

Fuck the fucking lyrics I'm gonna get off the fucking script

Going off the dome, bitch I am going with the flow of things

Smoove talkin a lot like I ain't really fucking steal his bitch

Ana got exposed but that ain't the first time I seen her tits

All of y'all are pussies once a month you is a bleeding bitch

But a quick reminder I don't care yeah I don't give a shit

Bitch

I don't give a shit

Bitch

Man I'm tired of these Niggas rapping about a perc

Bitch rap about selling work

Talk about getting it out the dirt

And you know I stay alert

Cus bitch you know them bullets hurt

Had to chill out on the drink incase some pussies wanna lurk

I ain't repping on a shirt bitch I'm gettin it back in blood

Straight up out the tub, way these VVS flood

Told my Momma I'm gonna make it with this rap or with these drugs

I'm gonna pull up in the CEIGHT, got the engine in the trunk

Fifteen sticks up in the front smoking Area fifty one

Facing woods until I choke ain't no skimp this bitch a thumb

Yeah I'm gripping on my gun, I'll be damned they make me run

While I'm sliding through they section all pull up it ain't no fun

Where I'm from they only breed killers, all that pussy shit ain't none

In the YO with fifteen guns I'll take your bitch while rocking one's