Sam D. - Two Fucks (feat. Rio Da Comic) Lyrics

Yo
Its Sam D. and my nigga AZ it's the mutha f*cking Masters nigga
Gon get your backwoods, your swishers, your cups, your ice, all that pour the f*ck up
Hold up hold up
Beat slowed down
Like I got two cup
I can give two f*cks
I can't give two f*cks (Nope)
Be beat slowed down
Like I got two cups
I can give two f*cks
I can't give two f*cks
Look I live life with zero f*cks given
Facing the opposition middle fingers to the ceiling
Based on my ambition millions my new addition
Money is the mission counting like mathematicians
This my passion spit acid yall average nigga
Yall rapping I'm laughing yall ass shit give up
My madness is magic spit classics nigga
I make the track render helpless I been a Master Killa
For real though im putting in work while yall chilling
Been on my job no days off that's boss business
Never change in my own lane yall side shifting
This an out of body experience like God penning
Give me a minute get on my dentise and floss with it
I got no GPS on the track I get lost in it
You rappers wack that's all facts like non-fiction
Keep it a bean I give two f*cks about yall feelings
And yall dig em
Dig it dig it di di dig it dig it di di dig it dig it di di dig it dig it di di di
Dig it dig it di di dig it dig it di di dig it dig it di di dig it dig it di di di
Hold up hold up
Beat slowed down
Like I got two cup
I can give two f*cks
I can't give two f*cks (Nope)
Be beat slowed down
Like I got two cups
I can give two f*cks
I can't give two f*cks
If you knew better you'll do better I blew cheddar
I pack heat like two sweater it's a new era
Sam D. I'm too clever for you failures
Not here to Play-boy I aint Huge Hefner I'm the new Dexter
I'm immaculate making rapper quit is in the manuscript
Man he's sick killing my condolences
Rabies bite Cujo wildin can't contain this shit
My own squad duel personalities like I played in Split
Slide on the scene Tom Cruse style my Businesses Risky
Your Boy Hood punches swinging like they killed Ricky
Rewind me back I'll say it again like my name Pinky
And the Brain your girl maintain keep this man fiening
Fresh out of f*ck you niggas suck give this shit up
Got you holding on to my bars like aint no seats on the bus
I used to give a f*ck now I don't give a f*ck-less
Track killer Keyser Soze Usual Suspect what next
I told yall this was too easy
Dig it dig it di di dig it dig it di di dig it dig it di di dig it dig it di di di
Dig it dig it di di dig it dig it di di dig it dig it di di dig it dig it di di di
Hold up hold up
Beat slowed down
Like I got two cup
I can give two f*cks
I can't give two f*cks (Nope)
Be beat slowed down
Like I got two cups
I can give two f*cks
I can't give two f*cks