My Love

Bullets bald head like who gave them bitches cancer I just threw a whole lotta money on a dancer Pouring up patron gotta chase it with a Fanta Bitch i'm from the ville take a trip to Atlanta I want some new money don't want your baggage Ion got no wallet my jeans full of cabbage Talk about my love (you had it) Talk about my love (now i'm savage) Trynna drop a big boy purchase on a wraith Pulling on her hair she got brand new braids Now she fucking with a nigga she got brand new taste Finna drop a fucking hit and get some brand new pape-r Girl f*ck your man he a hate-r Hopping out the car with a laser Speaking on the gang we gone face some Potato on the barrel bust his tater Bullets bald head like who gave them bitches cancer I just threw a whole lotta money on a dancer Pouring up patron gotta chase it with a Fanta Bitch i'm from the Ville take a trip to Atlanta I want some new money don't want your baggage Ion got a wallet my jeans full of cabbage Talk about my love (you had it) Talk about my love (now i'm savage) (Huh, Huh) going through depression all i needed was a hug Got your girl attention i just seen her in the club Take her to the crib she tryna f*ck me in the tub Independent artist never needed no promotion She say that she trust me she gone let me in her ocean Girl you know your love medicine i need your doses Get inside the stu and talk my shitt halitosis Tired of these gold digging bitches watching pockets Told bro to turn the car around i left my rocket I done came a long way that shit done really shocked me I'm really feeling shawty i think cupid came and shot me (hmmm)