Koopa Don't Care

[Hook] Why the hell should koopa care [x3] Yea yea Why the hell should koopa care [x3] Uh yea [Verse 1] Why the hell should koopa care if you don't think that's he the best Your opinions nothin' to me that means your opinion-less Got the charger transformin' growling it's like it's possessed Money come quick my American gon get expressed Why the hell should koopa care we ain't havin' naked sex You ain't tryna give me checks don't even hit me on the text So proud of his rap career really thinkin' that he fresh If you ever cross me your career is gon be fresh to death Now this chick that I just met Tellin' me it's 9 o'clock All these diamonds in my watch it's hard to read around the clock Talking all up in my ear notices the diamond rock You'd think I was signed ta block the way these brauds be on the joc Why the hell should koopa care call it paper call it gwop On the west they call it scrilla I just know I got alot Presidents inside my pock-et I pull obamas out Bet she secret service me like the police obamas got Now your time is runnin' out so is you fins ta ride or not Just need you ta let me break you off like a karate chop Karate chop bedroom door that got a lock Her man is gone she say she home alone like Macaulay Culkin I make your body rock and if you don't your money back She divin' for balls like the Shaq attack ta that's a rap Call me up to conversate bout where the dough exactly at I'll be on the line like you hear me with a hack a shack Got a confession, my wallet never zips closed Outta the city, my wallet gotta zip code Shout out to semi Hakeem is not a prince though Cause now I'm feelin' like a king the way I get dough Get mo, down to the flo, my rhyme finna blow, don't sound liek a ho Cause y'all be talkin' like some snitches the whole time finna know You know me I'm better with bread than Betty Crocker Got a safe could'ntfit alla my bread I got a locker How come every girl that get in my bed is not a bopper Every rapper that tell me he go fed is really ka ka Male groupie move around and quickly take a pic Or putcha wrist under the butter knife and make a slit I'm talkin' money cause I know it make my haters sick Open your mouth the barrel's big but I'm a make it fit