Love Is Gone

Handsome n wealthy feel like a migo
I'm not a migo nor a Chico
Not my amigo empty n reload
Tools in mi casa this not Home Depot
Choppa go grata I don't trust people
I know I'm not the only one evil
Still in the game ain't using no cheat code
Running game on these hoes hell naw you can't play me
Touch down on ya hoe i'm feeling like Brady
Yea trust no hoe even when i'm 80
Hell naw hoe can't be my ol' lady
I get old i'ma be fuckin' old ladies
Non stop non stop still goin' crazy
No kids bop pill popped time to go crazy
Jit this shits getting wavy

Do it on my own ain't calling for back up
You getting too close I advise you to back up
She stayed the night now its time to pack up
3.5 in my blunt hell yea I pack up
But I aint pack up
Just know that I always trip
Yea racked up I only know how to flip
Yea gat tucked just know it's one on the hip
Uh uh uh uh Baw
Grabba da leaf I don't fuck with the raw
Making money appear huh tada
Water on me no agua
Yea i'm the bomb Alhamdulillah
Choppa singing like fa la la la
She want me to take off her panty n braw
She called me a horse she like yee haw
She calling me hoe i'm on the road
Yea ballin' 3 shoot my shot on ya hoe
When I talk it ain't cheap why you tryna talk to me on the low
These hoes be free they go where they go
9 times outta 10 ya girlfriend a hoe
Been in my glow
Flexing a lot but ain't doin' to show
I remember I was poor
Slept in my car no tinted windows
Always switching up the lo
It's a few niggas round want me in the hole
But if it goes down best believe i'ma blow
If he score then fuck it I go

All I care bout is me me me
And my family tree tree tree
Smokin' on this tree tree tree
Gettin head by ki ki ki
Yea she a freak freak freak
Ain't shit sweet like trick or treat treat treat
She back it up like Beep beep beep
Short temper yea she petite
Fuck then control alt delete