[Intro]
Love, don't love me, I know
Love, don't love me, I know
But the drugs still love me, she knows
[Chorus]
Ayy, love don't love me, bitch, I know
But the drugs still love me, that's for sure
She fell in love with a junkie, gettin' the dough, ayy
Fuck her one time, then show her to the door, ayy
Everything she said, I heard it all before, huh
I see all these demons, they disguised as whores, uh
All I know is count the money up from thе floor, huh
If the pussy good, I may just go get some morе, more
[Verse]
Say she want my heart, she can't afford it
Maybe 'cause I'm on my way to getting on the Forbes list
Pretty jiggy nigga, can't ignore it, ayy
Ballin', bitch, I feel like Michael Jordan
Sip codeine, I'm snorin' 'til the mornin'
Got the heater on my hip like global warming, ayy
Run up, you get shot, this is a warnin'
Freddy Krueger in your dreams, I'm filled with torment
She say that she love me, bitch, whatever that means
I remember her and all her friends were laughin' at me
Now they tell me I could fuck, that shit so funny to me
Lost ten thousand playin' basketball, a hundred to me
[Chorus]
Ayy, love don't love me, bitch, I know
But the drugs still love me, that's for sure
She fell in love with a junkie, gettin' the dough, ayy
Fuck her one time, then show her to the door, ayy
Everything she said, I heard it all before
I see all these demons, they disguised as whores
All I know is count the money up from the floor
If the pussy good, I may just go get some more, more
[Verse 1]
I've been wreaking havoc I've been wreaking havoc
I've been wreaking havoc
Brand new bitch to match my whip, that bitch is foreign, foreign
Leave me a foreign bitch, American bitch is born, born
Took that bitch to Bora Bora, India or Aurora
I'm a boss, super hard, that's just Michael Jordan
That lil' bitch, she light, she famous, look like Rita Ora
I need money, power, drugs in that order
Moving faster than them niggas, moving crossing borders
I put money on my brother, books ain't talking borders
Free him out the jam, he won't never snitch
Yeah, he in the jam, not with the snitchin' shit
You know what snitches get, they get extended clip
(You know what snitches get, they get extended clip)
[Chorus]
Ayy, love don't love me, bitch, I know
But the drugs still love me, that's for sure
She fell in love with a junkie, gettin' the dough, ayy
Fuck her one time, then show her to the door, ayy
Everything she said, I heard it all before
I see all these demons, they disguised as whores
All I know is count the money up from the floor
If the pussy good, I may just go get some more, more
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