作曲:Y C K
作词:Y C K
Rolled up 20 blunts (Blunts)
Got my .30 tucked (Tucked)
I don't give a ** about
The things you say you've done (Done)
I don't give a ** about your husband or your man
He ain't the one with the ** but he acting **
For lasting a minute and out like a rookie
No shame in this ** no name in this **
Well they don't know me but I'm paid from this **
Get onto stepping the brands that you repping
Well none of that matters you never will get it
** a material thing ** I'm boutta teach em a thing **
Claiming you woke but you talk as a joke
And you're better off wearing a ball on your nose
All these garbage rappers got opinions on my sound
Don't hate me cause it's **ing better than anything that you put out
Rolled up 20 blunts (Blunts)
Got my .30 tucked (Tucked)
I don't give a ** about
The things you say you've done (Done)
Pound in the back I was caught for possession
But they let me go and I got an obsession
For people that wanna be talking that ** and
When people be spewing that I'm illegitimate
** outta my face outta my life ** go away
I don't need drama from rappers that can't even rap
And be saying they're woke and so different at that
Well it's so funny that you make no money
You're streaming your ** and you sound like you coming
For me and my profit I'm lining my wallet
I'm checking for you and I make a deposit
You're the second rate you're mediocre and you're trash
We can move ahead and you'll be left there stuck inside the past
Rolled up 20 blunts (Blunts)
Got my .30 tucked (Tucked)
I don't give a ** about
The things you say you've done (Done)
Rolled up 20 blunts (Blunts)
Got my .30 tucked (Tucked)
I don't give a ** about
The things you say you've done (Done)