The Second Lyrics

Bitch I don't fucking play

No my life ain't no Nintendo

I don't got to fucking spray

I just gotta flash my extendo

Wanna be rolling round town in benzo

Gonna be going downtown

And pulling up loud

And bringing my girl to crescendo

Got all in her box call it bento uh

Bitch you talking shit

Either you Cursed or you're walking bitch

Don't give a fuck

Bout your fucked up crew

And I never want to hear another word come out of you

I'm all from the lift off

Pissed off

From all of the bitch talk

Wish washed and

All of y'all been soft

I would never fucking pray to a shit god

I don't give a fuck if I don't get paid

Tell you I'll make it up top one day

With a Glock and spot on a rock

Ain't nobody getting shot

As long as you get my place on the dot

I ain't dreaming of cars or dreaming of bitches

Dreaming I don't have to cook my own dishes

Dreaming of gear

Dreaming of fans

But don't give a fuck if you give me a Benz

Never gonna get the fuck up out it

Doubt it

Gonna fucking grind till I need an accountant

Only twenty down

Got got a thousand to go

Got thousands of rounds and thousands of shows

I'm bodying bitches and laying em out

And all off these ditches are turning to mounds

I cannot stop this shit so I'm never gonna ever give up on this shit

I tried but I cannot die

Living lies giving zero fucks about life

Bitch I'm outside

Didn't tell me about the down side

Now I frown

Because I'm always fucking found high

I don't give a fuck

I don't give a fuck

I don't give a fuck

I don't give a fuck

Let it come

Let it all fucking come

I will never fucking be number one