Tears
I got tears and they on my neck
I got Drop Dead and it's on my back
New studded belt hangin off my waist
Black high tops and they got the straps
I got three blades, I ain't got no straps
Almost two million plays, two hundred tracks
And If you want a feature that's at least a band
But I'm still broke, I ain't tryna flex
If you hit my line, you better have the check
I been sippin wine, I don't fuck with tek
You are at a nine, I've been at a ten
I don't even try, I don't even care
Care, care
I don't even care
Care, care, care
I don't even care
Care, care, care
I don't even care, I don't even care
Oh, I don't even care
I don't even, I don't even
I don't even, I don't even (care)
I don't even care
I don't even, I don't even
I don't even, I don't even (care)
I don't even (I don't even care)
Lágrimas
Tengo lágrimas y ellos en mi cuello
Tengo a Drop Dead y está en mi espalda
Nuevo cinturón tachonado colgando de mi cintura
Tops altos negros y tienen las correas
Tengo tres cuchillas, no tengo correas
Casi dos millones de obras, doscientas pistas
Y si quieres una característica que es al menos una banda
Pero todavía estoy quebrado, no estoy tratando de flexionar
Si te acercaron a mi línea, será mejor que tengas el cheque
He estado bebiendo vino, no me jodo con tek
Tú estás en un nueve, yo he estado en un diez
Ni siquiera lo intento, ni siquiera me importa
Cuidado, cuidado
Ni siquiera me importa
Cuidado, cuidado, cuidado
Ni siquiera me importa
Cuidado, cuidado, cuidado
Ni siquiera me importa, ni siquiera me importa
Oh, ni siquiera me importa
Ni siquiera, ni siquiera lo hago
Ni siquiera, ni siquiera (me importa)
Ni siquiera me importa
Ni siquiera, ni siquiera lo hago
Ni siquiera, ni siquiera (me importa)
Ni siquiera (ni siquiera me importa)