I don’t need love, that shit is so, so pettyDon’t you go tweet about it, we could speak about itIf you really, really with meI’ma be in the gas stations, in the CVSs, gettin’ giviesYeah, and if you really my niggaWord to mother, we gon’ split it 50/50Yeah, they call me a SoundCloud boyThey stealin’ my sound now, boyI feel like I’m really the King of my CityI got the crown now, boyTwo .38’s on the side of me, lookin’ like a cowboy, yeahNiggas be actin’ like bitches, I might as well just call you TomboysDon’t play with me, .38 on me and I’m feelin’ so, so specialNiggas is lucky, I’m busy gettin’ money ’cause I really couldn’t love youPull up in my hoodie on the scene, so, so scaryI prolly got more Mike Amiri jeans than Mike AmiriYeah, beasties are lurkin’ in the bushesNow when I open my eyesI look in the skies, hopin’ I make it to HeavenYou can have family ties or risk it to die, you can still be a dubIf you tellin’ it, and even if it was my cousinNigga’s a dub, fuck it, just knock off his melonI swear I don’t need love, that shit is so, so pettyDon’t you go tweet about it, we could speak about itIf you really, really with mePull up in my hoodie on the scene, so, so scaryI prolly got more Mike Amiri jeans than Mike AmiriHeard they wanna catch me lackin’, oh, pleaseYeah, they don’t know I’m really ODNiggas ridin’, eatin’ on cheeseJust free the real until they all freeHoodie on, rockin’ long sleeves, uh, uhBitch, you really made my wrist bleed, hmm, hmm
Lamborghini car keys, vroom, vroomI don’t know why they actin’ like they G’d up, hmm, hmmWipin’ nigga nose like he sneezin’, hmmFor that Eliantte for AquafinaShe ain’t lookin’ like a hot keeper, huh, like a freezerYou told me never say neverAnd you told me you would never get me set upBut love is a set up alreadySo just said “Love you” to a BentleyAll of them niggas that ain’t even graduate can’t leave the countryThey feeling so readyBut fuck it, at least they know betterThan any nigga could tell ’em, no tellin’I done seen niggas tell on they brotherThem niggas was there for you when you were strugglin’I done seen niggas love on they bitchAnd go kiss her and hug her right after she suckin’ dickAnd you gotta watch out for niggas that’s watchin’ your moneyWatch who you got money withAnd don’t you compete with your own gangNo, don’t you go be on no funny shit‘Cause niggas was tellin’ they whole gang‘Cause they was jealous, so jealous, yeahI was addicted to Balmain, I did it in Amiri denimI’m not a regular person, I do it with my MargielasGot a closet with nothing but fly shitTrendsetter from my hat to my sweater, yeah, yeahI swear I don’t need love, that shit is so, so pettyDon’t you go tweet about it we could speak about itIf you really, really with mePull up in my hoodie on the scene, so, so scaryI prolly got more Mike Amiri jeans than Mike AmiriHoodie on, rockin’ long sleeves, uh, uhBitch, you really made my wrist bleed, uh, uhLamborghini car keys, vroom vroom
