N.F.L. (No Fuckin' Love) Lyrics

Turn me that shit up

Turn me that shit up

Turn the fuck up

Turn the fuck up

Turn the fuck up

Turn the fuck up

Yeah

She just want it up with me, I tried to end shit cordially

Fuck it, I just fucked your friend and made that bitch my whore for free

Toxic shit too easy, it's like running up the score to me

Bad lil' bitch, off Molly and her conduct is disorderly (Wow)

Ten toes down, suck in the field, no fuckin' love like NFL

Bitch, I ball like NBA, my bro ball like NFL

Shoutout 1-5 made 1-5 M's, touchdown Superbowl, did it again

Only other nigga I call my twin, pull up beside me in AMG Benz

I ain't really tryna play X games, I'm tryna geek off X pills

Granny said her script changed, I'm tryna get my next fill

Pretty girl, every time she be with me, her phone on DND

Pretty girl like cover art, she pose for me like PND

Flip the lights to pink in AMG so she could see the P

Play Coach Watty 1-3, all the way back to the BNB

Got text from my ex like, what the fuck, thought you deleted me

You told me I wouldn't be able to afford love, but it's free

You told me I wouldn't be able to afford love, but it's free

You told me I wouldn't be able to afford love, but it's free

Told me I wouldn't be able to afford love, bitch, tell that to the freaks

Gassin' up these beats, I been high as fuck all week

Couldn't make a song a day for a week, got me lookin' these niggas weak

All these niggas food, get this shit out my teeth

And ya main bitch weak, already chose up on a P

But she way too broke, bitch couldn't afford the fee

You told me I wouldn't be able to afford love, but it's free

You told me I wouldn't be able to afford love, but it's free

You told me I wouldn't be able to afford love, but it's free

Told me I wouldn't be able to afford love, bitch, tell that to the freaks