We Don't Luv Em

Ooh, yeah
 MONY POWR RSPT, nigga
 It's a money set, you know what I'm saying?
 Everybody getting money, nigga
 Yeah, Pablo Juan
 The money go where I go
 Smoking on gelato
 Foreign car swerving potholes
 Bad bitch, she from Chicago
 She freaky, she gon' bust it
 She thick as fuck, I'm lusting
 I got her from my cousin
 So what? 'Cause we don't love 'em
 Fuck that, I wanna hit from the back
 Backwoods smoking, it's fat
 Dressing like I got a sack
 I pull up, jumped out the bach
 Bad bitch and her ass fat
 Four-door Coupe, it got a hatch
 On the Xans, I might crash that (yuh)
 Car got gadgets, my bitches got asses
 Expensive glasses like I'm teaching class
 Too fresh to take out the trash
 Fresh to death, where is my casket?
 I always stay with assassins
 I'm always late with the fashion
 Teacher gave me an F, that's fantastic
 VS diamonds on me, look how they flashing
 Rocking Saint Laurent, I guess I be dabbing
 I got the Louis V, Supreme collabbing
 Bought a mansion way away like a cabin
 Taking off my swag, I feel like your daddy
 You a beggar, I'm a hustler
 I'm the dealer, you the customer
 Ketchup, little nigga, I'm mustard
 Smoking the Backwoods, they coming from Russia
 I ain't never really trust you
 Knew I should've never trust you (hell nah)
 You ain't real, you a busta
 These niggas was always sus
 These niggas start snitching for nothing
 These niggas wanna live by the gun
 Guess what? You gon' get what you want
 El Patrón, nigga, I want a ton (yuh)
 The money go where I go
 Smoking on gelato
 Foreign car swerving potholes
 Bad bitch, she from Chicago
 She freaky, she gon' bust it
 She thick as fuck, I'm lusting
 I got her from my cousin
 So what? 'Cause we don't love 'em
 Fuck that, I wanna hit from the back
 Backwoods smoking, it's fat
 Dressing like I got a sack (ooh)
 I pull up, jumped out the bach
 Bad bitch and her ass fat
 Four-door Coupe, it got a hatch
 On the Xans, I might crash that
 Pull up on you, just send me the Addy
 Bad bitch call me daddy
 Xan, Perc, and a Addy
 I really wanna fuck a Kardashian
 I like a freaky bitch that's gon' suck it
 I just be kicking shit like it was rugby
 Hell no, baby, don't call me hubby
 Fuck you thought, baby? We was just fucking
 Ooh, I'm back to the trap and I'm serving that
 I done got me a sack like a running back
 Two pints of Hi-Tech and a eighth of Act
 I'ma fuck on your bitch, I'ma break her back
 I'ma fuck on your bitch, I'ma give her back
 I got two bitches playing Pitty Pat
 I just do it like the Nike check
 My neck froze, got a ice attack
 The money go where I go
 Smoking on gelato
 Foreign car swerving potholes
 Bad bitch, she from Chicago
 She freaky, she gon' bust it
 She thick as fuck, I'm lusting
 I got her from my cousin
 So what? 'Cause we don't love 'em
 Fuck that, I wanna hit from the back
 Backwoods smoking, it's fat
 Dressing like I got a sack (ooh)
 I pull up, jumped out the bach
 Bad bitch and her ass fat
 Four-door Coupe, it got a hatch
 On the Xans, I might crash that