Love Me No More Lyrics

My shawty don't love me no mo

Give a fuck cause we know I got hoes

I walk in and they rushin the door

Do my dance and they fall on the floor

Tryna get lit tell em po me up four

Gimme ten then I need like two more

My bro just passed me the za

This nigga know ion smoke

Bitch I'm it hop on beats then I float

Like a nigga just copped him a ghost

Nigga want beef

We gone do him like James Saint Patrick

Three bad bitches know that shit a hat trick

Fuck em on the couch

Fresh sheets on the mattress

Blow they back out

Then I'm knocking off they lashes

Guap ain't lettin shit past him

Niggas hated in the present and the past tense

Better chill fore the heater get to blastin

Ian fallin off so yanno it's everlastin

Just like my love for the money

You know I love chasin a bag

Don't chase hoes I ain't going out sad

Call me papi you can't call me dad

That one reserved for my daughter

Checks comin in

Just call me Stimmy Carter

My niggas got rich in a panny

Strapped up we never gone panic

Shit can go down like titanic

They do it big then I do it gigantic

I came up off cards I was handed

Ain't never take it for granted

We got it straight out the mud

We ain't friends if they with me we blood

My shawty don't love me no mo

Give a fuck cause we know I got hoes

I walk in and they rushin the door

Do my dance and they fall on the floor

Tryna get lit tell em po me up four

Gimme ten then I need like two more

My bro just passed me the za

This nigga know ion smoke

But fuck it I'm takin a toke

Hop on a beat and I spazz

Takin off bitch I'm doin the dash

On my pivot I'm never gone crash

Won't catch me going out bad

Rather go get me some cash

Want a demon with new paper tags

Road to riches we came up from rags

Niggas broke I could never relate

Built different we don't share no traits

Helped em eat but they wanted my plate

Whole time I knew niggas was snakes

Ain't wanna let me be great

But I ain't askin permission

Imma shark I was swimmin with fishes

Shit got hard I was all in them trenches

Movin weight I ain't talkin bout benchin

Niggas tooled up ain't talkin bout wrenches

Talkin ratchets with hella extensions

He want problems he bound to get ended

Makin plays man the shit want no scrimmage

I had to go out and get it

Been out this bitch like a gymnast

Had to get packs and then flip it

My shawty don't love me no mo

Give a fuck cause we know I got hoes

I walk in and they rushin the door

Do my dance and they fall on the floor

Tryna get lit tell em po me up four

Gimme ten then I need like two more

My bro just passed me the za

This nigga know ion smoke