I Don't Care

[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)