So Fuk'em
Me and my lil' bitch just fucked another bitch
Me and my niggas just hit another lick
I'm with the same gang that I started with
It's til' death do us apart you little bitch
I send all my side bitches to go buy all my choppas
Put my trap house in they name, they do it with no problem
Got a fine OG bitch she still like to wear Prada
38 years old and she look just like a model
She kept it so real that I put her in a Drizzop (drop)
Yea that boy went corporate
But he straight up off the Blizzock (block)
Meet me at the top
The realist advice I can give you is to never stop
They ask me for the key because I got this shit on lock
Me and 40 bad bitches smokin' on a yacht
I'm programmed to get money everyday like a robot
I know you think I'm fucking with these bitches but I'm not
Nah lil' mama I'm not
Ever since a minor I been all about my business
I might lie to you sometimes 'cause I care 'bout your feelings
Nah, I don't love her
Yeah, I prolly fucked her
Nah, I don't like her
Baby, I just one night her
Fuck 'em, fuck 'em, fuck 'em, fuck 'em
Fuck 'em, fuck 'em, fuck 'em
None of these niggas I don't trust 'em
Trust 'em, trust 'em, trust 'em, trust 'em
Trust 'em, trust 'em, fuck 'em!
If he ain't hustler, fuck 'em
None of these niggas I don't trust 'em
Done worked too hard out here for you to run off here and fuck 'em
Fucking with this bad bitch one night and got in trouble
Flyin' down the E-way on that codeine seeing double
I lie because I didn't know her name bae I just fucked her
Fucked her one time in the the car, bae, that bitch don't mean nothin'
Might pop up in yo hood and flood yo trap to flex my muscles
Drinking promethazine and eating crab, legs and oysters
That's yo friend but he don't wanna grow so leave him 'lone
The only thing that he can do from there is bring you down
She your friend but that bitch mad you got a real nigga
All this shit that we been through and I'm still out here witcha
It's Dolph!
Ever since a minor I been all about my business
I might lie to you sometimes 'cause I care 'bout your feelings
Nah, I don't love her
Yeah, I prolly fucked her
Nah, I don't like her
Baby, I just one night her
Fuck 'em, fuck 'em, fuck 'em, fuck 'em
Fuck 'em, fuck 'em, fuck 'em
None of these niggas I don't trust 'em
Trust 'em, trust 'em, trust 'em, trust 'em
Trust 'em, trust 'em, fuck 'em!
Me and my niggas just hit another lick
I'm with the same gang that I started with
It's til' death do us apart you little bitch
I send all my side bitches to go buy all my choppas
Put my trap house in they name, they do it with no problem
Got a fine OG bitch she still like to wear Prada
38 years old and she look just like a model
She kept it so real that I put her in a Drizzop (drop)
Yea that boy went corporate
But he straight up off the Blizzock (block)
Meet me at the top
The realist advice I can give you is to never stop
They ask me for the key because I got this shit on lock
Me and 40 bad bitches smokin' on a yacht
I'm programmed to get money everyday like a robot
I know you think I'm fucking with these bitches but I'm not
Nah lil' mama I'm not
Ever since a minor I been all about my business
I might lie to you sometimes 'cause I care 'bout your feelings
Nah, I don't love her
Yeah, I prolly fucked her
Nah, I don't like her
Baby, I just one night her
Fuck 'em, fuck 'em, fuck 'em, fuck 'em
Fuck 'em, fuck 'em, fuck 'em
None of these niggas I don't trust 'em
Trust 'em, trust 'em, trust 'em, trust 'em
Trust 'em, trust 'em, fuck 'em!
If he ain't hustler, fuck 'em
None of these niggas I don't trust 'em
Done worked too hard out here for you to run off here and fuck 'em
Fucking with this bad bitch one night and got in trouble
Flyin' down the E-way on that codeine seeing double
I lie because I didn't know her name bae I just fucked her
Fucked her one time in the the car, bae, that bitch don't mean nothin'
Might pop up in yo hood and flood yo trap to flex my muscles
Drinking promethazine and eating crab, legs and oysters
That's yo friend but he don't wanna grow so leave him 'lone
The only thing that he can do from there is bring you down
She your friend but that bitch mad you got a real nigga
All this shit that we been through and I'm still out here witcha
It's Dolph!
Ever since a minor I been all about my business
I might lie to you sometimes 'cause I care 'bout your feelings
Nah, I don't love her
Yeah, I prolly fucked her
Nah, I don't like her
Baby, I just one night her
Fuck 'em, fuck 'em, fuck 'em, fuck 'em
Fuck 'em, fuck 'em, fuck 'em
None of these niggas I don't trust 'em
Trust 'em, trust 'em, trust 'em, trust 'em
Trust 'em, trust 'em, fuck 'em!
Credits
Writer(s): Izell Staton, Adolph Thornton
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