Love Me Not
Said she love me Said she love me not
Said she love me said she love me not
I don't care i gotta bitch that wanna
Said she love me
Said she love me not
I don't care i gttta bitch that Wanna fucc a lot
I gtta bitch that Wanna send the guap
Got a bitch she gang
She Might send some shots
Yall niggaz Better close ya curtains
Cuzz we spinnin bloccs
We felt hurt a lot, I like my blunts fat
Like my henny served on roccs
Lost a couple situations
Still aint never call the cops
It's still fucc the opps
Riding round in the whip
Washcloths wrapped around the glocc
We gon clean it off, If we let it blow
Them niggaz dusty when they
Pulled up wanting smoke
All you know oh shit he brushed me
Now his body hit the floor
Keep ya shoes at the doormat
I lost some breesh I want it all bacc
Shots to his chest
Make a stupid nigga fall bacc
Make a stupid nigga fall bacc
Rip Bizer, Lost my bro like couldnt find him
Gtta make it out the hood
Cuzz everybody in here dying
Gtta make it out the hood
That broke nigga shit a virus
Nd jealousy a virus
My bro was fuccn wit a bitch
Nd her nigga didnt like it Uh, Look
I had some plans wit you to make it
They had some plans wit them to take it
I wrapped it up, Nd poured you REMY
You was BUCCET NAKED
Then i gave you henny You turn super saiyan
I was stressed so i lit a blunt
Then lost TRACC like Sha'cari
Hol on what you saying
I chose to let you in my world
Now you know to much
Introduced you to the game
You starting folding up
Heard you bet ya crib in DICE
Bro how you holding up
Told em slide to the crib bro i ROLL you up
I got 3 heads lets go
Make these bitches open up
Thats what you do for you brothers
See i could eat by myself
But bro wit you is a supper
But bro wit you is a supper
I know that i could die tomorrow
Told this bitch that i love her
But i can't give her my heart
You know It's only borrowed
You should let me fucc today
I might not be here for tomorrow
Don't let ya heart be fulled wit sorrow
Think she love me not
Fucc it imma mix this Don julie wit sorrel
I swear you make it Hard for meeeee
I love you baby, I cant leaveeee
Nd it might be, Hard to seeee
Without you baby I can't breatheee
Said she love me said she love me not
I don't care i gotta bitch that wanna
Said she love me
Said she love me not
I don't care i gttta bitch that Wanna fucc a lot
I gtta bitch that Wanna send the guap
Got a bitch she gang
She Might send some shots
Yall niggaz Better close ya curtains
Cuzz we spinnin bloccs
We felt hurt a lot, I like my blunts fat
Like my henny served on roccs
Lost a couple situations
Still aint never call the cops
It's still fucc the opps
Riding round in the whip
Washcloths wrapped around the glocc
We gon clean it off, If we let it blow
Them niggaz dusty when they
Pulled up wanting smoke
All you know oh shit he brushed me
Now his body hit the floor
Keep ya shoes at the doormat
I lost some breesh I want it all bacc
Shots to his chest
Make a stupid nigga fall bacc
Make a stupid nigga fall bacc
Rip Bizer, Lost my bro like couldnt find him
Gtta make it out the hood
Cuzz everybody in here dying
Gtta make it out the hood
That broke nigga shit a virus
Nd jealousy a virus
My bro was fuccn wit a bitch
Nd her nigga didnt like it Uh, Look
I had some plans wit you to make it
They had some plans wit them to take it
I wrapped it up, Nd poured you REMY
You was BUCCET NAKED
Then i gave you henny You turn super saiyan
I was stressed so i lit a blunt
Then lost TRACC like Sha'cari
Hol on what you saying
I chose to let you in my world
Now you know to much
Introduced you to the game
You starting folding up
Heard you bet ya crib in DICE
Bro how you holding up
Told em slide to the crib bro i ROLL you up
I got 3 heads lets go
Make these bitches open up
Thats what you do for you brothers
See i could eat by myself
But bro wit you is a supper
But bro wit you is a supper
I know that i could die tomorrow
Told this bitch that i love her
But i can't give her my heart
You know It's only borrowed
You should let me fucc today
I might not be here for tomorrow
Don't let ya heart be fulled wit sorrow
Think she love me not
Fucc it imma mix this Don julie wit sorrel
I swear you make it Hard for meeeee
I love you baby, I cant leaveeee
Nd it might be, Hard to seeee
Without you baby I can't breatheee
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Writer(s): Michael Fraser
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