Heartless Lyrics

I don't got no love, I'll break a bitch's heart

Make a friend slide, blow a nigga like a cart

I don't check the price, I'm checking out the whole cart

I be in and out the mall like a nigga Paul Blart

Got this one white bitch, look like Taylor Swift

She don't even like designers, she just wanna go thrift

We can never be together if you catch my drift

Call me CP3, I'm in a party with a dish

They always call me David Ortiz, Big Papi

She in my phone like, baby come pop me

She a stallion, I'm a jockey

She know that pussy get beat down like Rocky

Got a bitch from the Raq, keep a Glock in her purse

Got a bitch from the Bean, say she wanna be a nurse

Got a bitch from the Bronx, man, I swear she the worst

Stripper bitch from the A, say she wanna go to Turks

I don't got too much hoes, I got too many packs

Like a bad o-line, I got too many sacks

Like I work for Marshalls, I got too many racks

Like a motherfuckin' hoarder, that's too many stacks

My main bitch be getting to the green like Fiona

I remember when I was a Jit Tryna bone her

First name Lisa, but I turned it to moaner

Gotta beat this shit down, put the pussy in the coma

I got this one bitch, got a man like Jada

We get entangled, I could never ever date her

Beat her back down, then I gotta see you later

Yeah, in a while, crocodile

Pull up on my new bitch, she got a cute smile

She be really dripping with the coochie and the style

I'm trying to swim in it like the motherfuckin' Nile

Hella hoes in my bed looking like a pig pile

They Say that one man's trash is another man's treasure

But I'm trying to fuck them all brodie I don't know better

I'm trying to see which one, let a nigga in the throat better

I'm trying to see why my chains make a bitch so wetter

You say you a city girl, well, I could take you up the map

I could pass you to my brother, I ain't even gonna cap

This nigga finna fight about you, I ain't even trying to scrap

These hoes crabs in a bucket, I ain't even gonna cap

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