[Intro]
Uh
What it is?
This where it gets fun
Yeah, uh
[Verse 1]
Joe, I'm back like a chiropract (Like a chiropract)
Young flame spitter, all a nigga know is pyro rap (Mane)
Just callin' labels up like, "Ayy, mane, I could rap"
They used to push forward (Yeah), now they try and holla back (Holla back)
Nah, but now it's fuck you, pay Pro'
Ain't shit goin' down, somebody bring the Drano (Nah)
This success got me feelin' like Mano
Yellin', "Hi, hater," from a suite you probably can't go (Yeah)
Woah, I don't even know why them boys envy
I ain't sayin' I'm perfect, I done flawed plenty (Yo)
But my flow is on top, and your bars iffy (Boy)
And it's the fact that I'm hot and you cigar afflicted (Boy)
Yeah, I'm on my shit, nobody stoppin' Pro'
Super sick and lettin' your bitch playin' the doctor role
[Chorus]
How much the chain' cost? Don't even worry 'bout it
What size whip that is? Don't even worry 'bout it
And who that chick you with? Don't even worry 'bout it
Don't even worry 'bout it, boy, I'm doin' me
What kinda car that is? Don't even worry 'bout it
How bread you spend? Don't even worry 'bout it
And what's the clique you in? Don't even worry 'bout it
Don't even worry 'bout it, don't even worry 'bout it
[Verse 2]
Uh, the hall of fame sit and duck me (Yeah)
I'm 'bout to have this bitch on lock, no Puffy (Yeah)
I handle bars and ride beats like Huffy
And can't none of them other boys touch me, trust me (Mane)
Yeah, I'm a hit with the ladies (Uh)
Ignorant ass flow, I'm convinced that I'm crazy (Yeah)
Suicide style, not to mention I maybe
'Bout to start a revolution like Prince in the '80s
Uh, I'm just doin' what I do (Do)
Every motherfuckin' song try and prove that I'm the truth (Truth)
At the top and refuse that I move
And everyone who disagree, it is you that I abuse (Abuse)
[Chorus]
How much the chain' cost? Don't even worry 'bout it
What size whip that is? Don't even worry 'bout it
And who that chick you with? Don't even worry 'bout it
Don't even worry 'bout it, boy, I'm doin' me
What kinda car that is? Don't even worry 'bout it
How bread you spend? Don't even worry 'bout it
And what's the clique you in? Don't even worry 'bout it
Don't even worry 'bout it, don't even worry 'bout it
[Verse 3]
Yeah, everybody wanna know (Yeah)
Where he come from, how much he signed for? (Signed)
Is he real? (Yeah) How good is he livin'? (Yeah)
I give 'em one answer: Get the hell out my business (Mane)
It's evident I'm bringin' cash in
And them boys so last year, past tense
I'm wreckin' (Yeah), some say he snappin' (Yeah)
Either way, I'm beatin' on the track like a mad pimp (Yeah)
And I heard that he the future (Ayy)
And that boy chicks bad, Luda (Ooh)
A lot say he goin' in, intruders (Yeah)
Makin' all these boys get lost, Bermuda (Bermuda)
[Chorus]
How much the chain' cost? Don't even worry 'bout it
What size whip that is? Don't even worry 'bout it
And who that chick you with? Don't even worry 'bout it
Don't even worry 'bout it, boy, I'm doin' me
What kinda car that is? Don't even worry 'bout it
How bread you spend? Don't even worry 'bout it
And what's the clique you in? Don't even worry 'bout it
Don't even worry 'bout it, don't even worry 'bout it
