
YOU DON'T CARE PART 2 Lyrics
- Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
- Year of Release:2023
Lyrics
You don't care I don't care
Flossy fit with the curly hair
Blue jeans what I fucking wear
Red beam make them run scared
Run away run away
Dead end they got no escape
Cock it back and I let it spray
Mid night now they all awake
Bleeding out and he suffocate
Go to hell but he don't got to pray
No pulse now I celebrate
Take a flight take a holiday
EMT tried they best
Let him die or you next
Hollow tips through his chest
Boy you should've wore a vest
Keep my name out yo mouth
For I show what I'm bout
I don't beef for the clout
Plenty bullets to go around
Ricky Ricky better run
Run faster than my gun
Cat and mouse and it's fun
I'm still shooting at ya son
Shoot it out any day
Took my girl on a fucking date
Keep a Glock on my fucking waist
Protect our life and keep us safe
Watch a movie and we eat
We ain't speak in a week
Make her laugh and I get her weak
But she ain't getting on her fucking knees
I jus wanna feel ya energy
Take you out and make some memories
Girl I fuck with you heavily
I swear to god you're so heavenly
Your love my addiction
I'm on the road onna mission
Girl I'm plotting on these millions
Don't cross me I'm a Christian
Red beam make a scene
Where he at where he be
He ran away wit his team
I almost put him in a tee
He still claiming he a thug
You a junkie not a plug
If you got it ima jug
I'll take ya money take ya stuff
But i know that you broke
You ain't shit you joke
Ya lil brother got smoked
Big manz got poked
And I know that you feelin it
In the field bitch I'm killing it
Streets bloody and I'm spilling it
Don't you know who you dealing wit
Slide around wit a Glock
I leave ya dead leave ya shot
Leave ya manz in a shock
Close ya doors keep them locked
And i won't say it twice
I'm villain I ain't nice
I'll take ya money take ya life
Cold hearted made of ice
Spot a opp see a couple
He throwing shade keep it humble
Spin around and I chuckle
Ride out with no buckle
Mac 10 in the duffle
Ima shoot wit no muzzle
With his homie make it double
Bullets hot leave a puddle