I'm way up, I feel blessed (Straight up, straight up) Purple Rain and mirrors dancin' (Woah, woah) I raise my Styrofoam up, and pour some drank in my mouth And I swear to God I hope they post it Advisory - the following lyrics contain explicit language: I don't fuck with you She choose him, that's her decision, free my niggas in prison That's what made me this I don't give a fuck, I don't give a fuck Keep X's and O's and interchange, yeah (Ooh) Yeah I got a lot but want a lot more Little stupid ass, I ain't fuckin with Big Sean wrote the following on Twitter several hours before the release of 'Single Again' on the 26th of July 2019, "I never knew that I didn't know how to be alone in life.I always would find so much joy n happiness in a relationship or being with friends, but I didn't know how important it was to be in a relationship with yourself." I'mma give 'em Heaven on Earth No mistakes in life ever, it's only lessons Way up, I feel blessed (Straight up) Then you post it up, thinkin' that it's makin' me sick, brr, brr Or a hell of a check, yeah, whichever come first I'm pullin' her hair, talkin' shit in her ear, yeah, I got a lil' fetish (Fetish). And you know I'm rollin' weed that's fuckin' up the ozone My own rounds for every time we tried (Yeah) Eminem) [Big Sean:] Make it, make it, make it, boy, we gotta make it You can save your hand, I ain't gotta shake it Everything lined up for the takin' And what I need from 'em? [Verse 2: Big Sean & Travis Scott] Stuck to my guns, that's what made me rich Hit three in a row, that's just a game The drinks are the coldest, the future the brightest

Big rings in a row all down my fingers (Woah, ooh) On my way, to Sacramento, late night, Arsenio It is what it is, trust me you get what you give, yeah

And my daughter right there getting home-schooled I can't even hold my baggage claim At the top of the rap game and progressin' Limited amount of time, chasin' these dollar signs and you ain't on your grind Look at what we did, yeah Big rings in a row all down my fingers (Ooh) I cannot see Heaven being much better than this, yeah I pay my mortgage and electric I got a million trillion things I'd rather fuckin' do Bitch, don't give no dap to me, nigga I could give two fucks 'bout where the Grammys go So every morning I'm up cause I can't let them down (down) The feat not divided, the love is divided

I got a new whip that I gotta thank a lot for You little, you little dumb ass bitch, I ain't fuckin' with you Blessings on blessings from me and my niggas from the 6 And I'm prayin' for my exes and my enemies (Straight up) Little stupid ass, I don't give a fuck, I don't give a fuck 'Cause I just dodged a bullet from a crazy bitch, I [Chorus: Travis Scott & Big Sean]

You lil stupid ass bitch, I ain't fuckin' with you I can't even hold my baggage claim Ass never rock with other niggas in the crew Keep that for bro and peeps with all the rhymes (Straight up) Bitch I don't give a fuck about you or anything that you do And everyday I wake up celebratin' shit, why? Fucken a vacay I feel better at work

I guess drama makes for the best content I guess you need a bad bitch to come around and make it up 'Cause they gone' need all the help they can get if it isn't me (I swear) Cause that implies that we're back from something For a pimp but make a nigga hella rich Never going under even with anesthetics I can't even hold my baggage claim (Fuck) I don't give a fuck, I don't give a fuck Don't give a fuck about you or anything that you do Even though I get slammed with lawsuits like car doors

That shit can break you down if you lose a good girl I'm way up, I feel blessed. Lil' bitch, don't talk to me like I'm not me (No) Ain't nothin' but trill in me, aw man, silly me I bet you she into me, her cheddar, she givin' me It was out, but now it's tucked I make a bitch stand outside forever like the Statue of Liberty I expect that payment, nothing less or over Bitch, I'm back, and it's up, PSA (Woah, woah) Don't give a fuck about you, or anything that you do, I heard you got a new man, I see you takin' a pic

I'mma answer that shit like "I don't fuck with you" Man, this wasn't luck it was destined

I see you calling, I be makin' it quick I mean for real, fuck how you feel Can't miss a beat, my heart is the same Big rings in a row all down my fingers (Ooh) (Ooh, sign, oh, yeah, oh) Now you're drinkin' 'til your unconscious Yeah I know that karma's too real so I hope you doin' cool These hoes chase bread, aw damn, she got a bird brain Might go extra-extra just so I could see they face (Hit-Boy, straight up, damn) Last.fm Music | Copyright © 2020 CBS Interactive Inc. / All rights reserved. Say you want me to win, but hope I lose Know back home they proud of us right now On the phone with a bitch who can't do shit I, Since the truth keep niggas traumatized You lil, you lil dumb ass bitch, I ain't fuckin' with you Tryna see titties, tryna show dick It seems like nowadays everybody breakin' up Feel me when you get a fine bitch Bitch I don't give a fuck about you or anything that you do [Big Sean and (E-40):] Bitch, I ain't fuckin' with you (Little biatch!) Tryna snatch you home (Yeah), my Lithuania (Ooh, sign, oh, yeah, oh)

I know we met today but I'ma need that shit today (Straight up) So I go extra hard on the hard floor Yeah I got a lot but want a lot more

I ain't fuckin', I ain't I ain't fuckin' with you (Straight up, look), I live the life I deserve, bless I don't I don't I don't give a fuck Big Sean’s and Post Malone’s first collaboration is a reflection on the environments the two artists grew up in. You little stupid ass bitch, I ain't fuckin' with you This is that late night working after three I don't, I don't, I don't give a fuck That's what put me on, that's what got me here The song’s official music video was premiered twelve hours after the album’s release.