Tears کے بول

I got tears and they on my neck I got Drop Dead and it's on my back New studded belt hangin off my waist Black high tops and they got the straps I got three blades, I ain't got no straps Almost two million plays, two hundred tracks And If you want a feature that's at least a band But I'm still broke, I ain't tryna flex If you hit my line, you better have the check I been sippin wine, I don't fuck with tek You are at a nine, I've been at a ten I don't even try, I don't even care Care, care I don't even care Care, care, care I don't even care Care, care, care I don't even care, I don't even care Oh, I don't even care I don't even, I don't even I don't even, I don't even (care) I don't even care I don't even, I don't even I don't even, I don't even (care) I don't even (I don't even care)