Do You Love Me

Im a bad nigga bad bitches in my face
Yea yea
Baby let me ask you a question
Do you love me
Do you love me
Do you love me
Do you love me
Do you love me
Do you love me
Do you love me
Do you love me
Do you love me
Do you love me
Do you love me (Yea Aye)
Do you love me (yea)
Oh

I been on the run runway
Tyra Banks
Imma bad nigga
Bad bitches in my face
She cant feel her heartbeat
Because the 808s
Baby you so thotty
I love that you this way
Im amongst the stars
When I jump into my space
Man made laws
Can Not make me play it safe
Jumping out the gym
I can make the gym shake
Dunking on the rim
Bout to make the rim break

Imma break that shit yea
That shit cant be fixed
Do it on the 6 yea
Imma sick ol Bitch
Rico you gone snitch yea
You a whole bitch
Boonk gang take your shit yea
You a walking lick

Do you love me
Do you need me
Do you want me
Can you see me
Know you want to
Try to be me
But you cant do that
No no no

Do you love me
Do you love me
Do you love me
Do you love me
Do you love me
Do you love me
Do you love me

Killer like to drink
Killer like to smoke
Killer like to mix arm and hammer with the dope
Killer like to drink
Killer like to smoke
Killer pull that 38 and make a pussy choke

Flairing like Im Rick yea
You aint shit yea
You a walking lick yea
You a bitch yea

Fifteen on Ace
Sixteen on my wrist yea
I been running up this money
And I love this shit
Niggas dont even know who they fucking with
I got cheese on my mind
Nigga fuck a Ritz
Tryna make my wrist hit since a fucking jit
Spent my life spilling pints
And might fuck your bitch (aye)

You dont know me
You dont love me
You dont know me
You cant love me
You dont love me
You dont love me



Credits
Writer(s): Markolvy Mcmillan
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