I Don’t Care

Lyrics

[Intro: 2 Pistols, 2 Chainz & 100 Proof] (Watch the smoke from my cigarette) It's blood money, baby, 2 Pistols (Baby, baby, baby) All California shit (Yah) No cigarette (2 Chainz) (Slowly rise to the ceiling) Please, no cigarette, I'm ready (Tru) (I don't care) [Chorus: 2 Pistols & 100 Proof] If it ain't money, money you talkin' 'bout Look, boy, you can talk your ass off (I don't care) If it ain't pussy, pussy you talkin' 'bout Shawty, you can get the fuckin' walk (I don't care) If it ain't money, money you talkin' 'bout Boy, look, you can talk your ass off (I don't care) If it ain't pussy, pussy you talkin' 'bout Shawty, you can get the fuckin' walk (I don't care) [Verse 1: 2 Pistols & 100 Proof] Uh, just vibin' to myself, mane Swisher Sweet full, blowin' on that great dane Big dog shit, your bitch call me Max Payne 2 Pistols, get it? Anyways I just landed on the West for a few days I'm on that 405, roof gone, switchin' lanes My California peach, she likes to roleplay Lights, camera, action, do your thang And when she do it, do it-do it, I can't complain-'plain Pussy, ass, mouth-mouth, that's a triple play "You a nasty nigga," That's what them hoes say I reply one thing (I don't care) [Chorus: 2 Pistols, 100 Proof & 2 Chainz] If it ain't money, money you talkin' 'bout Look, boy, you can talk your ass off (I don't care) If it ain't pussy, pussy you talkin' 'bout Shawty, you can get the fuckin' walk (I don't care) If it ain't money, money you talkin' 'bout Boy, look, you can talk your ass off (I don't care) If it ain't pussy, pussy you talkin' 'bout (Yah) Shawty, you can get the fuckin' walk (I don't care, 2 Chainz) [Verse 2: 2 Chainz & 100 Proof] Left the supermarket (Yah), took the coupe and parked it (Yah) You can catch me frequently at Gucci shoe department (Tru) I tell 'em, "Give me these in all colors" (Colors) And ain't shit changed, these all hundreds (Tell 'em) True to my religion, promethazine my prescription (Uh) I look in the mirror, that's my competition Then I talk to myself, myself said, "What?" (What?) I said, "You a ill nigga, roll a blunt up" (Damn) I do it for my hood, south side, A-town All my dawgs movin' like Greyhounds, we paid for it Grey car with black wheels, it's lookin' like a skateboard I've been gettin' money since day one, uh (I don't care) [Chorus: 2 Pistols & 100 Proof] If it ain't money, money you talkin' 'bout Look, boy, you can talk your ass off (I don't care) If it ain't pussy, pussy you talkin' 'bout Shawty, you can get the fuckin' walk (I don't care) If it ain't money, money you talkin' 'bout Boy, look, you can talk your ass off (I don't care) If it ain't pussy, pussy you talkin' 'bout Shawty, you can get the fuckin' walk (I don't care) [Verse 3: 2 Pistols & 100 Proof] —About nothin' but them Benjamins Twenty-six inches lookin' like some ceilin' fans (Chop, chop) Down the block, candy apple red (Red) With my Ruger that'll shoot you like Simon said This rap shit a blessin', I could've gone Fed (Free) Butter man 'cause pat ballin' stuffed ed Just ask about me, you coulda got them packets off me Too many snitches in the street, so I'm rappin' sorry New Ferrari-'Rari, Scaglietti, bitch You pussy niggas funny-funny, Eddie Griffin shit I'm with my white chick, nah, she ain't super thick Just call her Abby Wambach, her head game full attack (I don't care) [Chorus: 2 Pistols & 100 Proof] If it ain't money, money you talkin' 'bout Look, boy, you can talk your ass off (I don't care) If it ain't pussy, pussy you talkin' 'bout Shawty, you can get the fuckin' walk (I don't care) If it ain't money, money you talkin' 'bout Boy, look, you can talk your ass off (I don't care) If it ain't pussy, pussy you talkin' 'bout Shawty, you can get the fuckin' walk (I don't care) [Outro: 2 Pistols & 100 Proof] Yeah, it gotta make sense, man If it don't make dollars, it don't make cents, man I'm talkin' 'bout stacks, man, racks, man, haha Yeah, just let me get fifty twenties, know what I'm talkin' 'bout? Twenty fifties, haha, ten hundreds, stacks, man Gotta make money, man If it don't make money, man, I don't wanna talk about it Shawty, if you ain't fuckin', I don't wanna talk neither, haha It's Blood Money, baby, 2 Pistols (I don't care)