Cold ft. Buddy

I don't even wanna fuck, she don't even wanna trust

She gon' have to see the dollars, she gon' have to see the bus

Seven dollar bust, I'm only wearing the dust, yeah

She'll go tell her friends how real it was, oh

She don't love me for the love, she just love me for the plot

Tell her, if she bring a friend, she can do my [?]

I know you can tell, baby, come [?] up, yeah

She'll go tell her friends how real it was, oh

Baby girl, I can read your problems

In the back of gossip columns

Where's my, tell me, boy, don't tell us all, no

But we know that everybody knows