No Value
See no value
Yeah
Wooaah
Tell that lil bitch ion see value
Yeeeeaaaaah
Yeah
Don't see no value
Bitch say JQ let me have you
Uhh uhh bitch I don't see no value
Eat that dick up
Clean yo spit up
Then a nigga gotta go drop his album
Hate yo nigga don't got no fashion
Hate yo nigga just act to sassy
I told you don't play wit fye
Then you wanna come fuck wit these matches
Yeeeaaaa
See no value
No lil mama I don't see no value
Yeah
Ion see no value
No lil mama I don't see no value
Yeah
You don't see no value
No lil shawty you don't see no value
Yeah
You don't see no value
Now you wanna come just fuck this rapper
Yeah
Hoe you ain't shit to me
But I like the shit you just did to me
If I led you on and knew it was wrong
Can't lie it just wouldn't be real of me
Knowing you couldn't do shit for me
I'm knowing you want more then dick from me
I don't like bitches
That do all the bitchin' lil bitch
And you just ain't the bitch for me
Show me the difference
Lil shawty show me the difference
Prove that you like a lil nigga
And don't look at me as the ticket
Prove that the answers you gave a lil nigga
Ain't already scripted
Prove if yo nigga had Baby in him
That you wouldn't be wit em
I got hoes for sex
I got cold respect
I got bitches that know how to hold a check
And I can't even say that yo throat the best
But you talk to the boy like you owed respect
Please
Nigga been already pleased
Falling back like it's Autumn time
Shit a lil nigga told you to leave
Tried to eat off my plate shit
But you greedy lil baby
I lift up yo leg
And you screaming my lady
You chew up the dick
Like you teething my lady
I paint on your face
And I'm so decorative
I need M&Ms (Eminems)
And I'm not bein shady
My presence been making you popular lady
Notifications just popping up baby
Be lucky I even just offered a payment
Bitch say JQ let me have you
Uhh uhh bitch I don't see no value
Eat that dick up
Clean yo spit up
Then a nigga gotta go drop his album
Hate yo nigga don't got no fashion
Hate yo nigga just act to sassy
I told you don't play wit fye
Then you wanna come fuck wit these matches
Yeeeaaaa
See no value
No lil mama I don't see no value
Yeah
Ion see no value
No lil mama I don't see no value
Yeah
You don't see no value
No lil shawty you don't see no value
Yeah
You don't see no value
Now you wanna come just fuck this rapper
Yeah
Phone and a pistol I'm right off the lot
Just so you know who been callin' the shots
Eating my dick ain't what made you a thot
Fucking on me cuz you want what I got
When really
You could've got you a job
I pick and pack
Stuffing shit in yo box
Feel bad for yo nigga
No taking his spot
I know what it's like when you really been tryin'
DMV you gotta give em some drive
You fucked em like me
Shit I know he'd be hired
You fucked to get by
And you do it wit pride
On the phone wit these hoes
Talking bout you surviving
Never once told me the shit make you strive
Or where you wanna be when you hit 35
Drunk everyday screaming how you outside
But that's the main reason you couldn't be mine
Know some many bitches
Down to do this shit without me
Down to shoot the stick about me
Aim that bitch at anybody
Only fuckin' what she loving
She not taking any body
Got some shit to show and tell
But rather keep that shit in private
You don't clean
You don't cook
Bitch I ain't fiending for yo looks
You can't chill or come and roll
Bitch you can't even hit my kush
You can't even fuck my partners
You can't even come get booked
Ain't no value wit these bitches
We done seen what that shit took
Yeah
Wooaah
Tell that lil bitch ion see value
Yeeeeaaaaah
Yeah
Don't see no value
Bitch say JQ let me have you
Uhh uhh bitch I don't see no value
Eat that dick up
Clean yo spit up
Then a nigga gotta go drop his album
Hate yo nigga don't got no fashion
Hate yo nigga just act to sassy
I told you don't play wit fye
Then you wanna come fuck wit these matches
Yeeeaaaa
See no value
No lil mama I don't see no value
Yeah
Ion see no value
No lil mama I don't see no value
Yeah
You don't see no value
No lil shawty you don't see no value
Yeah
You don't see no value
Now you wanna come just fuck this rapper
Yeah
Hoe you ain't shit to me
But I like the shit you just did to me
If I led you on and knew it was wrong
Can't lie it just wouldn't be real of me
Knowing you couldn't do shit for me
I'm knowing you want more then dick from me
I don't like bitches
That do all the bitchin' lil bitch
And you just ain't the bitch for me
Show me the difference
Lil shawty show me the difference
Prove that you like a lil nigga
And don't look at me as the ticket
Prove that the answers you gave a lil nigga
Ain't already scripted
Prove if yo nigga had Baby in him
That you wouldn't be wit em
I got hoes for sex
I got cold respect
I got bitches that know how to hold a check
And I can't even say that yo throat the best
But you talk to the boy like you owed respect
Please
Nigga been already pleased
Falling back like it's Autumn time
Shit a lil nigga told you to leave
Tried to eat off my plate shit
But you greedy lil baby
I lift up yo leg
And you screaming my lady
You chew up the dick
Like you teething my lady
I paint on your face
And I'm so decorative
I need M&Ms (Eminems)
And I'm not bein shady
My presence been making you popular lady
Notifications just popping up baby
Be lucky I even just offered a payment
Bitch say JQ let me have you
Uhh uhh bitch I don't see no value
Eat that dick up
Clean yo spit up
Then a nigga gotta go drop his album
Hate yo nigga don't got no fashion
Hate yo nigga just act to sassy
I told you don't play wit fye
Then you wanna come fuck wit these matches
Yeeeaaaa
See no value
No lil mama I don't see no value
Yeah
Ion see no value
No lil mama I don't see no value
Yeah
You don't see no value
No lil shawty you don't see no value
Yeah
You don't see no value
Now you wanna come just fuck this rapper
Yeah
Phone and a pistol I'm right off the lot
Just so you know who been callin' the shots
Eating my dick ain't what made you a thot
Fucking on me cuz you want what I got
When really
You could've got you a job
I pick and pack
Stuffing shit in yo box
Feel bad for yo nigga
No taking his spot
I know what it's like when you really been tryin'
DMV you gotta give em some drive
You fucked em like me
Shit I know he'd be hired
You fucked to get by
And you do it wit pride
On the phone wit these hoes
Talking bout you surviving
Never once told me the shit make you strive
Or where you wanna be when you hit 35
Drunk everyday screaming how you outside
But that's the main reason you couldn't be mine
Know some many bitches
Down to do this shit without me
Down to shoot the stick about me
Aim that bitch at anybody
Only fuckin' what she loving
She not taking any body
Got some shit to show and tell
But rather keep that shit in private
You don't clean
You don't cook
Bitch I ain't fiending for yo looks
You can't chill or come and roll
Bitch you can't even hit my kush
You can't even fuck my partners
You can't even come get booked
Ain't no value wit these bitches
We done seen what that shit took
Credits
Writer(s): Jacquarius Latimer
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