Tabs

[Intro]

I'm not gonna talk about...

Picking up...

For me now.....

[Hook: Cozz]

I don't keep tabs on these bitches

I close the tab on these bitches

Won't give no cash to these bitches

I'll leave yo ass in the parking lot

Won't call a cab for these bitches

I don't give  a damn bout these bitches

I don't give  a damn bout these bitches

I'll leave yo ass in the parking lot

I don't keep tabs on these bitches

Won't call a cab for these bitches

I don't give  a damn bout these bitches

I don't give  a damn bout these bitches

I'll leave yo ass in the parking lot

[Verse 1: Cozz]

I just don't care, don't call a cab

Don't have a care for these bitches

I don't give  a damn if I had a van

I would still dance on these bitches

I don't give a damn I know your plan

I'm not a fan of these bitches

I know the plan of you bitches, you is just after the riches

So I do not care if it's dark or not

I'll leave yo ass in the parking lot

So baby girl please do not talk a lot

Spark  the pot, take a drink yeah we got Ciroc

Got the Dr. Phil

When I author shots, I'm like Dr. Phil

I make her problems stop, let me cop a feel

When I was talking shots, I meant liquor, nigga

Words get mixed up and the cops will kill

But nah for real, you ain't gotta chill

You in college still, pop a pill

Drink something then walk it off

8 miles ain't nothing to ya' like Papa Doc

I guess it is when you're off a lot

And your neck itch, you're off a lot

Only my palms itchin'

Y'all niggas know y'all broads trippin'

Tryna hop up in my whip, I just got it for the low

I'm about to get some tint

So you hoes never know who be ridin' in my shit

[Hook: Cozz]

I don't keep tabs on these bitches

I close the tab on these bitches

Won't give no cash to these bitches

I'll leave yo ass in the parking lot

Won't call a cab for these bitches

I don't give a damn bout these bitches

I don't give a damn bout these bitches

I'll leave yo ass in the parking lot

I don't keep tabs on these bitches

I close the tab on these bitches

Won't give no cash to these bitches

I'll leave yo ass in the parking lot

Won't call a cab for these bitches

I don't give a damn bout these bitches

I don't give a damn bout these bitches

I'll leave yo ass in the parking lot

[Verse 2: Bas]

I don't give a damn bout these bitches

I'm bout to close up the tab

I’m too black to hail you a cab

I can't ride the train with these bitches

Cause Bas a boss, I eat Italian every day

Clear the scene and make it vacate

Kill the show and hit the road

Me and my nigga Cody got it locked down like a figure 4

More like figure 40

And them bitches know we don't fuck 'em slow

We don't finger shorty's, they already horny

You ain't fucking, that's a clever joke

I don't chase bitches, I fucked 8 bitches

This past week I got really lucky, on Wednesday

Just ask Meez, I was backseat with two bad freaks

It was that easy, liquor flow I got a henny motive

Smoke a pound of dope and make it back easy

Never trust a nigga where I'm from a nigga love a nigga

Do him that greasy, for the love of money

Color money paint the streets red

Don't dangle bread for the least fare

Cause all a nigga need is time

One dime that you fond of and you lined up

One time, won't look twice, your time's up

So I just hustle, work and grind

Cause all these niggas rather see me dead

And all these hoes ain't worth a dime

For real, combined

[Hook: Cozz]

I don't keep tabs on these bitches

I close the tab on these bitches

Won't give no cash to these bitches

I'll leave yo ass in the parking lot

Won't call a cab for these bitches

I don't give  a damn bout these bitches

I don't give  a damn bout these bitches

I'll leave yo ass in the parking lot

I don't keep tabs on these bitches

I'm supposed to tap on these bitches

Won't give no cash to these bitches

I'll leave yo ass in the parking lot

Won't call a cab for these bitches

I don't give  a damn bout these bitches

I don't give  a damn bout these bitches

I'll leave yo ass in the parking lot