(Verse)
Got two phones, one of them for that zoe shit
Fuck your bitch last night that pussy was an ocean
She said she like when I rapping, I be flowing
When she hear my songs, then she start to floating
I don't got no opps, I just got dickeaters
Brodie pourin' a four, in a fuckin' two liter
I need a 4-door, can't ride 2-seaters
I be spittin' these flames, face feel like a heater
Had to cut that hoe off, cause I don't need her
She just be bappin', I don't believe her
I be catching them bands, like a wide receiver
Do not run up on me, imma leave you bleeding, yuh

(Chorus)
I don't give a fuck what you say (yea)
I don't give a fuck what you say (yea)
I don't give a fuck what you say (say)
I don't give a fuck what you say (say)
Don't say my name in vain (naw)
You gon feel some pain (uh huh)
9 millimeter to your brain (boom, boom, boom)
Yea, lil Johnny go insane (yea, yea)
Yea, lil Johnny go insane (yea, yea)
Yea, lil Johnny go insane (yea, yea)
Yea, lil Johnny go insane (yea, yea)
Yea, you better not say my name
(Go insane, go insane, go insane)