Not a Love Song

I get mad get in that bag and I wanna kill niggas Bad bitch damn near paralyzed, she don't feel niggas When it's too much on my plate, I just make the plate bigger What you eatin', who you fuckin' Like your pussy taste different Hell nah, this ain't a love song, this some gangsta shit I'm in traffic with a ratchet and a ghetto gangsta bitch Made her look me in my eyes and told her she ain't gotta lie Niggas plottin' on Tae Wop they gon' die before they try Off-white shoes, Palm Angels shades, don't make me throw a fit, I get mad every day, uh Top floor, no habachi, this a balcony and a beach This lil' bitch a freak, cause all she wanna eat is me She don't wanna hear me talk, she just wanna see my teeth She be gettin' weak, like her kryptonite is me, uh I be out the way, but in the mix, I'm throwin' B's I'll pay for the fees, I'ma make sure you on fleek This a new trap spot f*ck it, put some vibes in it This a brand new chop, I can't wait to slide with it Foreign cars, seats massage, so she like to ride with me We gon' double cup and f*ck, she be gettin high with me I get mad get in that bag ,and I wanna kill niggas Bad bitch, damn near paralyzed, she don't feel niggas When it's too much on my plate, I just make the plate bigger What you eatin', who you fuckin', like your pussy taste different Hell nah, this ain't a love song, this some gangsta shit I'm in traffic with a ratchet and a ghetto gangsta bitch Made her look me in my eyes and told her she ain't gotta lie Niggas plottin' on Tae Wop they gon' die before they try Hell nah, this ain't a love song