Lyrics Two F***s (feat. Peaceful James) - Al Jacobi

I don't give two fucks which bitch you bag
I don't get fuelled off this shit you gas
Y' all talk too much, it gets lewd fast
You lots never did do half
I don't give two fucks, two craps
Whose nod you catch
When they choose not to approve that
Tell me, whose love do you have?

Shoot me in the fucking head
Cause you ain't said nothing yet
But you keep on talking to me
Like I'm to be intrigued by the stuff you rep
Pussy, power, prestige and pockets' depth
Look, we ain't gonna compete on no hollow shit
To be frank, I don't need feelings or politics
Just something honest to undress the nothingness (uh)
Cause I just hear bragging, no break (uh)
I just see fashion, no taste (yah)
You just keep acting, no play
All of this cap, and you gon catch some shade
Want pats on the back for a slap in the face
And a blast for the wack like a jack of no trades
You can wrap up the sad in your haberdashery
But a mask won't grant you a cape, ey
I don't get
How you still with the obvious humble flex
Like we can't tell, but I'm calling it
Imma just keep it real, you a counterfeit
Copy this
I'm not trynna deal with your shortages
Looking around to see who you impress
Always thinking about the response, but I guess
That I figured it out, and it's what you'd expect
The bigger the mouth, the smaller the dick, look

I don't give two fucks which bitch you bag
I don't get fuelled off this shit you gas
Yall talk too much, it gets lewd fast
You lots never did do half
I don't give two fucks, two craps
Whose nod you catch
When they choose not to approve that
Tell me, whose love do you have?

Runnin' your mouth like Rolling Stones
Flashing that tongue
Making me feel like Usain Bolt
Run run run
My circle go deep like Bee Gees
All you speak is ski ski
It's not that i know you, but trust me I know about your kind
All that money money yada yada ain't worth a dime
Put yourself on the line, see where it goes
Those who don't talk about it
They do the most
I know the deal
Hard these days being real
Please don't feed me clickbait
Just let me know how you feel
I ain't got time for phony
Waste my time, you owe me
You just a hoax like Kony
You been exposed
You better ghost
That's how it goes

I don't give two fucks which bitch you bag
I don't get fuelled off this shit you gas
Yall talk too much, it gets lewd fast
You lots never did do half
I don't give two fucks, two craps
Whose nod you catch
When they choose not to approve that
Tell me, whose love do you have?
Lil' bitch