2 Pistols, 2 Chainz - I Don’t Care lyrics

(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)

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)

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)
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)

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 hunnids
(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)
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)

About nothin' but them Benjamins
26 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)
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)

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 20s
Know what I'm talkin' 'bout?
Twenty 50s, 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)