Dont live Here ft. SME DJ Lyrics

You abandoned me, love don't live here anymore

Just a vacancy, love don't live here anymore

Aye, yeah these new pair of Louis cost me 13.50

Yeah, it cost a couple G's just for me to jump Crispy

Should've seen my reaction when I touched my first 50

Should've seen that nigga face when he seen this bitch with me

You need a ying get with me, got lows for 6.50

Knockin' heads out the park, man, I feel like Ken Griffey

Bitch, these some Louis runners, what the fuck is Ken Griffeys

Left that bitch alone last year, she still say she miss me

I love to talk spicy, her baby daddy know he ain't nothin' like me

Big Glocky on my waist so he can't fight me

Runnin' laps around these niggas

JT up in the cut, finna crack, one of these niggas

I be crackin' on these niggas slow motion, big heads only

You are not a pimp, cause your bitch doin' fans only

I mean your only fans, she your only fan

You should go work a 9-to-5, cause them your only bands

I ain't knockin' no pimps, man

Long as they pimpin' for real, man

I ain't talkin' bout you half-ass pimps, either

Y'all niggas just really livin' off a bitch

Y'all ain't pimpin' for real, nigga

But I got it all off grits, nigga, 448 music

Me and DJ out in Cali hittin' corners in that 550

Pickin' up the load, bitch, we been in mode

Niggas lien and these motherfuckin' raps need to get exposed

Niggas worried bout my ice on my wrist, but never got it froze

Niggas wanna know where my jewelry at, hit highline

I'm really turnt around this bitch

I don't know why these niggas hate me

Must be hurt about a bitch

Must be hurt about some money

Must be hurt that they ain't rich

Man, these hoes ain't shit either

All they do is beg

Bitch, get up off your ass

All they do is jump dick to dick

Man, these bitches stay mad

Knew you want gon' be shit

Bitch, you should've stayed in class

Bitch, I'ma get a bag or two

I'm subtracting you

I'ma let that nigga beat you

Ms snag a tooth

Lil' cum-suckin' bitch

All you do is dick

Ride niggas if they rich

Love ain't live here in a long time, man

Bitches don't show you love the right way

Niggas switch up on you every day, man

Only thing that ain't changed to me is the bag

Focus on that

Aye, you know what it is

I just made Dior money in these pradas

It was easy

Bitch seen it, now she can't let go

She tryna squeeze me

Where the money

It's gon' take more than pussy

Just to please me

I need a bigger plate

That thousand-dollar pop just teased me

Bitch, these B-22s

Was just to play for me

Ran through a hundred blues

That's just the day for me

You lovin' on that lil' bitch, huh

She just a J to me

I fucked her one night and put her out

Bitch, you can't stay with me

I be mixin' Dior with the Louis

Really got them Gs on me

I ain't thinkin' bout no Gucci

I be really out west

Smokin' loose leafs like Loosies

Really fly, bitch, to me

To fuck in five-star Jacuzzi

Then I'ma fuck you on the balcony

And send you back to that broke nigga

Who ain't really got the cheese

And when I hop up off this plane

You know I got them yings

Free thug and free gunner

I'm still pushin' p'sss

You abandoned me

And I don't live here anymore

I don't live here anymore

Just a vacancy love

Don't live here anymore