Letra de 1-800-IDGAF

[Chorus]
Heard ya heard my new shit (brr brr)
New number who dis?
Ay, Heard ya heard my new shit (brr brr)
New number who dis?
Ay, I know a whole lotta women (brr brr)
New number who dis?
Ay, I know a whole lotta niggas. (brr brr)
New number who dis?
Ay, This that 1-800 I don't give a fuck about you
Please get off my line there is no one to talk to
I'm doin' just fine I'll have my people call you
Hold up, never mind, we gon’ press that dial

[Verse 1]
Uh, I used to hold my tongue
Now I fresh kiss bitches and I know they sprung
T-Pain with the dreads and the Christian dunks
That means she borderline racist but her head on point
I can't help that you like niggas
Nelly and Kelly Rowland with Dilemmas
She hit my two way from an XL sheet
Feeling ignorant as fuck like an XL beef
Next chance up they better double XL me
Nigga I am twice the rapper
You can't afford the price on the wrapper
Came up from the middle of nowhere
I'm probably better off in Nebraska
You can't see me like Cena
You won't see me like Casper
Actin' all friendly and shit
Hilarity ensues right after
Slavery’s dead but they still hangin' niggas from rafters
Bitch you never thought you'd see a chicken chest nigga do it like this
Had to cut a bitch off cuz she said I look like Jaden Smith
Big Philly style, cheesy Philly style niggas serving up the dish
Khary ain't sorry, on the real, I don't really give a shit
Wayne Gretzky with the hat trick
You don't got no talent
Your bitch is so ratchet the type to say "salaad"
Bitch it's a salad stop tryin’ to sound fancy
Admit I get antsy
Take the food out your pantry
Go ghost on em' on the Tom with the Clancy
You swear you a star like Patrick
Square ass Spongebob niggas in the ocean with Sandy

[Chorus]
Heard ya heard my new shit (brr brr)
New number who dis?
Ay, heard ya heard my new shit (brr brr)
New number who dis?
At, I know a whole lotta women (brr brr)
New number who dis?
Ay, I know a whole lotta niggas. (brr brr)
New number who dis?
Ay, This that 1-800 I don't give a fuck about you
Please get off my line there is no one to talk to
I'm doin' just fine I'll have my people call you
Hold up, never mind, we gon’ press that dial

[Verse 2]
What do you know the kid with the nastiest flow
Found himself on the grassiest knoll
Now I'm passing go
They still won't give me my two hundred
Leonidas' slashin' they throats
The real deal I been slashing they quotes
Kill careers then I laugh at the GOATS
Patrick Neal on some legend, wait for it
Dairy I’m not what they used to
I get why they starin’
A league of my own no they cannot compare me
A Libra but I brought the fire Aries created
I got some more Tyler than Perry
You signed him
You gave him a deal and its scary
We hop on that stage but the reasons they bury
I thought I was the opener
How I flex on your fans like I'm Hulk Hogan bruh
Boxin’ em up till I get the Golden Gloves
I wanna swing, I need a couple of rings for the team
I see you shopping and coppin’ Supreme, but I want the stock option to cop the Supreme
I took that chance and you was scared to give me
Picked my own cotton I'm rockin’ my dreams
Creative capital shout out to my city, revenge of the Interns they coppin’ my tees
Amazing the grace, I put the peas on the plate
You wouldn't beat me in my place
Look at me, look at me, I am the captain now, nigga look me in my face
Even when my figure's eight you will not see me icy
I don't got a thing to prove to these hypebeast's
If Nike and the one cuttin’ the check, then I ain't checkin’ for a nigga in Nikes