Luv Letter

Uh
Can't write no luv letter
Baby what you wanna do?
Ima go getter
Yeah we hop outside that coupe
Big chain that gold medal
Don't give a fuck about yo crew
Lil bitch I'm gon get her
Don't give a fuck about yo dude
She hate that I'm so damn rude yeah
Told me she don't like that
She don't like I hang out with the goons yeah
Yeah we keep that pole
Told her baby keep it on me ima star
Feel invincible
Know some bitches yeah
They treat me like I'm god
I could pick n choose
Told that nigga I'm the omen
See the stars when I'm comin through
Think he kno tiger schulmanns
Keep that smith he catch a rock or 2
He think I'm sweet ima show him
Spin that block my niggas poppin too
Why his bitch keep on callin
Ina shark his bitch she wanna scoop
His bitch she wanna scoop
Tell her suck the gang up
OG slid that gun he told me bang it let it rain sum
I hate the rain rain rain
I smoke my pain pain pain
Bando never sober feel like the same damn day
Yeah I'm so jaded
I feel like drake
Bando move on ima fuck in her friend
Can't run no race
Yeah
You can't run no race with me
I keep that cake with me
I fucked her friendship up lil baby
Ain't no sympathy

Oh yeah I'm back into it
Throw it back now her back into it
I know that I'm wrong but I love all my bitches
Roy bandz speak cash he fluent
Can't write no luv letter
Baby what you wanna do?
Ima go getter
Yeah we hop outside that coupe
Big chain that gold medal
Don't give a fuck about yo crew
Lil bitch I'm gon get her
Don't give a fuck about yo dude
She hate that I'm so damn rude yeah
Told me she don't like that
She don't like I hang out with the goons yeah
Yeah we keep that pole
Told her baby keep it on me ima star
Feel invincible
Know some bitches yeah
They treat me like I'm god
I could pick n choose



Credits
Writer(s): Roy Rivera
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