IDG2F

[Intro]
(Ayy)
Whole club loud
Whole team up
If you looking for a fuck
You outta luck (yeah!)
[Chorus]
I don’t give two fucks
I don’t give one fuck
Bitch, I give no fucks
Bitch, I give no fucks (what?)
Hands up, keep ‘em there
Middle fingers in the air
I don’t give two fucks
Bitch, I give no fucks
[Verse 1]
Walk in, line skip
Tat on my wrist
Tab on my name
I ain’t checking that shit
Talk big, talk slick
You ain’t on my list
I’m too turned up
To be bothered, I’m lit
Phone on mute
Drink on full
Eyes on me
You just background noise
New fit, too clean
Bad one on my sleeve
Only thing I care about
Is “pour another, please”
[Chorus]
I don’t give two fucks
I don’t give one fuck
Bitch, I give no fucks
Bitch, I give no fucks (yeah!)
Hands up, keep ‘em there
Middle fingers in the air
I don’t give two fucks
Bitch, I give no fucks
[Verse 2]
Ex hit my line
I let that ring
Boss want favors
I let that ring
Hatin’ in the comments
I let that ring
Only call I answer
When the DJ spin my thing
Yeah, I’m on go
Can’t kill my high
Whole squad brazy
You can see it in our eyes
Pocket full of “so?”
Heart full of “nah”
Only thing I’m stressin’ ‘bout
Is running out the bar
[Chant Break]
I! don’t! give! (hey!)
Too! damn! much! (nah!)
You! can’t! kill! (yeah!)
This! whole! vibe! (what!)
Crowd go stupid
Floor might bust
Say “ID!”
Crowd: “G2F!”
[Chorus]
I don’t give two fucks
I don’t give one fuck
Bitch, I give no fucks
Bitch, I give no fucks (turn up!)
Hands up, keep ‘em there
Middle fingers in the air
I don’t give two fucks
Bitch, I give no fucks

rap, High-energy club rap with male vocals, booming low-end and sharp claps, rowdy chant-style hook designed for crowd call-and-response. Verses ride a bouncy, swung groove with sparse melodic stabs; hook explodes with stacked gang vocals, siren-like synth risers, and DJ drop moments for maximum hype., vocal