If You Want Me (Remix) Lyrics

This ain't that, you gotta show me love to get attached

I ain't buyin' you no purse, bitch, spend your own racks

And that's a fact, you know I got that boy smooth' in the back

With the Mac, but I ain't gotta say too much, we gon' just keep that shit on Wax

If you want me, girl, help me sell these drugs

What the fuck is love? Bitch, let's get this pape

You know I'm just tryna fuck, I ain't tryna wait

Told his ass to give it up, blicky in his face

If you want me, girl, help me set em, baby, you the bait

Put my kids before a hoe, that ain't no debate

Fifty racks is on the floor, that ain't no mistake

Fifty racks is on the floor, boy, you can't relate

Migo back there clutching pole, nigga, choose your fate

Tryna beef about a, ho, he turned fish filet

Put his ass inside a grabba, smoke him to the face

No, I can't count on two hands how much I made today

Nigga, how the fuck you fold on that lil' petty case

I mold myself into a shooter, nigga, feel like klay

I take my lil' boy out to Hooters just to see some cake

This ain't that, you gotta show me love to get attached

I ain't buyin' you no purse, bitch, spend your own rack

And that's a fact, you know I got that boy smooth' in the back

With the Mac, but I ain't gotta say too much, we gon' just keep that shit on Wax

If you want me, girl, help me sell these drugs

What the fuck is love? Bitch, let's get this pape

You know I'm just tryna fuck, I ain't tryna wait

Told his ass to give it up, blicky in his face

Boy, you know she young as fuck, that's statutory rape

Bitch, you tryna eat it up, lil' bitch, just getaway

Feelin' just like Gillie, cause this shit a million-dollar worth

Screaming' OTY, but they know I'm a paper chaser first

And I'm shootin' just like dirk, that lil' bitch don't know her worth

And we out there in all black, pussy, but we ain't gotta lurk

We gon' catch his ass down bad, pop his ass just like a perc

Dig his ass up out that grass, fuck around, piss on his hearse

If you want me, girl, help me put him on a shirt

Havin' all these fuckin' racks is a blessing and a curse

We not toleratin' rats, don't give a fuck you put in work

In the kitchen with some chicken, no, I ain't talkin' bout no jerk

You gotta show me love to get attached

I ain't buyin' you no purse, bitch, spend your own rat

And that's a fact, you know I got that boy smooth in the back

With the Mac, but I ain't gotta say too much, we gon' just keep that shit on Wax

If you want me, girl, help me sell these drugs

What the fuck is love? Bitch, let's get this pape

You know I'm just tryin' to fuck, I ain't tryin' to wait

Told his ass to give it up, blicky in his face