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Cold-hearted I don't do the love shit
Same people you love gonna hurt you regardless
I keep to myself I rather be heartless
Then let a few bitches become my damn problems
Had 99 bitches, few them was a headache
The moment they trippin' I'm leaving lil' baby
I don't do the chit chat I don't do no feelings
This simple exchange you knowing the business
Look at the chips, I'm stackin' the biddings
Look at her friends, they wanting my children
Look at the rizz, they know I'm they weakness
I don't need to do much to peak out they interest
Talk to her nice, she already grinnin
Talk to her spice, she already drippin
Talk to her right, bitch already naked
She brought me a bottle she wanna get faded
Don't get it twisted I don't care to lose you
You'd stay if you wanted and gone if you chose to
Four billion women tonight I can choose two
Pick one of each race yeah Harem no Jutsu
Haitian lil' bae that sleeps at the dorms
Wanted sum dick she hit up my phone
Talked for a minute, not talking no more
Fucked on the couch, we fucked on the floor
Chain on her face, her mouth on my gold
Biting the links, she wanting it more
She ain't my girlfriend, she only a hoe
Terms and conditions, she letting me know
They think I am shallow but deep are my scars
Vulnerabilities ain't shit that I got
Use it against you when going to war
That's why I stay colder than both of my poles, Yeah
Don't fuck with a rose if you can't handle thorns, yeah
My life is a movie your life is a short, yeah
I'm rockin' the Prada but smell like Dior, yeah
She wearing no panties right under her skirt, yeah
Whipping that bitch, I'm making it skrrt, yeah
She said she don't want me but later she fold, yeah
Freak on the phone but really bold, yeah
Fuck with these bitches cuz really I'm bored, yeah

This dick is mandingo
No counterfeit, benjamins never at zero
Caucasian lil' bitch wanna know if I'm single
She said I'm exotic I'm afro-latino
Her man getting mad I leveled his ego
Glock 23 yeah it's really that simple
I can send to god with the pull of my finger
This do-do-do-do gave your face a new dimple
Ain't dig em no grave, I gave em a sinkhole
Drop me the addy, my gun like to mingle
Shorty a minion learning my lingo
Johnny a goat Johnny a symbol
Walk in the show they know who I am
A L H Y, I put that on gang
Bitch I am up, bitch I'm a vamp
Bitch I'm a rockstar just look at my gram
Fuck having friends I only have gang
Shorty I'm pipin', turns out she a fan
Groupies and groupies, i got me some Stans
Hunna on hunna, I stacked up these bands
Bitches n' beaches we play in the sand
Fuck paying taxes and fuck Uncle Sam
Federal government ain't stoppin' my plans
Even the FBI know who I am
I can pull up and get me a stripe
Givenchy and Gucci I got it off swipes
Yak and sum pussy got Swedish tonight
Virgin lil' pussy make a fuck nigga tight
Pour me the codeine right into my Sprite
I feel like I'm floating I think I might die
Colombian, Honduran, Jamaican, Chilean
Cuban, Dominican, I'm mister worldwide



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Writer(s): Johnny Dinero
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