I Don't Like To Think - Riff Raff, Problem

I don’t like to think

I just like to drink

I just like to smoke

All my bitches do coke

And we don’t give a fuck

We don’t give a fuck

We don’t give a fuck

Middle fingers up

AR-Fif with green beam

Cream soda with Wyclean

Money greener than broccoli

Speakers kick like Bruce Lee

I ball with Fiji water

I chase money like bank robber

I didn’t mean to not call her

I couldn’t find my phone charger

My mouth looks like ice hockey

Diamonds dancing like Jabbawockeez

It’s Versace Dennis the Menace

Rain dancing outside of Lenox

Mr. Jody Highroller, Mr. syrup in me soda

I enter women’s bathroom stall

Shave snowflakes off a golf ball

I don’t like to think

I just like to drink

I just like to smoke

All my bitches do coke

And we don’t give a fuck

We don’t give a fuck

We don’t give a fuck

Middle fingers up

Came in with a gang of booms like a motherfucking gong

Clown' RIFF RAFF my G now a nigga doing songs

Like that pink haired cracker crazy

Man what the fuck is wrong with him

But bro be lit as fuck plus he keep a pack of broads with him

He needed an ounce of that Tony Montana he heard that I knew the plug

Then he did a long line like ugly hoes outside the club

They fresh they fucking clean, it’s like my clothes was made of Dove

Murdered the whole scene, hey OJ, they found our glove

I don’t like to think

I just like to drink

I just like to smoke

All my bitches do coke

And we don’t give a fuck

We don’t give a fuck

We don’t give a fuck

Middle fingers up