🎵 IJDGAF // by Conway the Machine

5 ContributorsIJDGAF Lyrics [Intro] Yo, Whoo Kid, it's time (Whoo Kid) I HEARD YOU PAINT HOUSES Good evening I (Conway) go by the name Conway the Machine (Whoo Kid) Whatever you wanna call me Drumwork Let's go [Verse 1] Shit been lit lately, white Rolls, the Benz navy (Voom) Can't dissuade me, you fragile like a thin lady (Haha) That's menstruating, four bodies, I spent eighty We get on your ass quick like I'm Em' if you dissed Hailie (Ha) If you enrage me, hope you praying for his safety (Pray) My fist has the knockout power of Justin Gaethje (Woo) I done went crazy, stuck in the hood, my pen saved mе (Huh?) I'm aging in reverse, I'm feeling likе tenth grade me The kid from the basement, with SIGs that'll spray shit Put cops under white sheets, that's pigs in a blanket Machine's spot golden (Ah), and he not foldin' (Ah) Got these rap niggas more upset than B Dot trollin' (Hahaha) Squeeze shots, they hear you screamin' three blocks over And each shot could knock a fuckin' treetop over I don't like you niggas either, Machine Hulk Hogan (Brother) "Fuck you, eat a dick, die slow" is my slogan (Talk to 'em) [Chorus] And I just don't give a fuck I thought you said when you see me that it was up Know you playing with me, you playing with your luck You boys know what's up I just don't give a fuck Body shots feel like you got hit by a truck Glock 21, I got it on me, tucked When I'm shooting I hope niggas know how to duck Or somebody getting touched 'Cause I just don't give a fuck [Verse 2] Yeah, general patches on the GOAT sweater (General) He rocking all the jewels around us, must don't know better Kick down your door, flip the mattress, go through your dresser (Where it's at?) Tryna get the ice out of your home like the protesters (Talk to 'em) That's proof that I move swiftly, peace Kuniva and Porter My mind sort of bizarre, my rhyme folder like divine order I did the impossible twice over (I did) Even when they tried gatekeeping I climbed over (Yeah) I made it this far, you know, God willin' Don't make us throw it all away 'cause we don't mind killin' (We don't mind) I started out with zero, now I'm worth nine million (Bag) I got a legendary catalog, I'm Bob Dylan (Haha) Can't put the heat down, shot a nigga fifteen Another one at sixteen, guess I'm in the streets now (I guess I'm in the streets) The streets ain't nothing but a dead end, I see now (I see) But Reject 3 is on the way, this just a freestyle [Chorus] And I just don't give a fuck I thought you said when you see me that it was up Know you playing with me, you playing with your luck You boys know what's up I just don't give a fuck Body shots feel like you got hit by a truck Glock-21, I got it on me tucked When I'm shooting I hope niggas know how to duck Or somebody getting touched 'Cause I just don't give a fuck [Outro] Yeah, you know Conway the Machine, bitch (Eminem) Rare form, back again Matter fact, like I told you, I ain't goin' nowhere I'm the best rapper alive And when I'm dead, I'm the best rapper that died and ever lived It's the kid Machine, bitch Reject 3 on the way Reject 4 You Can't Kill God With Bullets out now I HEARD YOU PAINT HOUSES, the mixtape, n**** Told y'all I'm comin' to step on you n***** throats Step on you n***** necks (Let's go) I don't fuck with nobody, n**** (Nobody), just me I like it better that way Machine, bitch (Shout out Complex)