[Hook]
Man them hoes get no love
Less they buyin' some drugs
You want 3 for the dub?
Bitch you really a scrub
Nah, nah, nah I won't budge
I ain't here to give hugs
Bitch I'm here to give drugs
Hoe I'm really the plug
Bitch I really got act
Bitch I really got pack
Bitch I really got yerkies, and footballs, and flats
Bitch I really got wax
Whatever you need 'cept for meth, 'cept for crack
So nigga just ask!
I ain't choppin' it up wit you I ain't a axe
I ain't come to converse
Hoe I came for the sack
Hoe I came for the racks
Hoe I came for them bands
Bitch I came here to stack
I ain't come to make friends
And my homies got guns they ain't trynna throw hands
Less you can take ya L and just keep the shit pushin'
Like my hoes thick
Yeah I need me some cushion..
Like my hoes thick, I need me some cushion for pushin' you know that my homie brought Kush in
Set yo bitch straight, yeah, I see that bitch lookin'
You gon' be like Liam and get yo bitch tooken
My homie out juggin', finessin', and flexin'
Man that boy stay wit two O's like he Brooklyn
Dodging the ops cus you know they out bookin', and lookin' for niggas that be out here cookin'
None of my hoes straight, yeah, them bitches is crooked
So they never trip when I'm wit different women
I got ya hoe offa like 4 different drugs
She gon' wake up tomorrow and tell you she finished
Yo lil' bitch said that she dig me like boogers
You mad yo life sour, you sweet as a puddin'
Ask her "Can you dig it?" like my name was Booker
But I wouldn't have asked her if I knew she couldn't, if I knew that there was a chance she wouldn't
Wait, let me catch my breath
Let me count these checks
Flex on my next
Diamonds get her wet
Sex on my neck
I don't want thy sex
I just want thy neck
Man them hoes get no love
Less they buyin' some drugs
You want 3 for the dub?
Bitch you really a scrub
Nah, nah, nah I won't budge
I ain't here to give hugs
Bitch I'm here to give drugs
Hoe I'm really the plug
Bitch I really got act
Bitch I really got pack
Bitch I really got yerkies and footballs and flats
Bitch I really got wax
Whatever you need 'cept for meth, 'cept for crack
So nigga just ask!
I ain't choppin' it up wit you I ain't a axe
I ain't come to converse
Hoe I came for the sack
Hoe I came for the racks
Hoe I came for them bands
Bitch I came here to stack
I ain't come to make friends
And my homies got guns they ain't trynna throw hands
Less you can take ya L and just keep the shit pushin'
Like my hoes thick
Yeah I need me some cushion..
You gotta come see the collection
Promise it's more than impressive
What you requesting?
I'll have it ready in seconds
Weight it out perfect
Won't have to make no corrections
What you inhale and ingesting?
Tell me ya preference
I gotchu no need to be stressing
And if you thinkin' 'bout finessin'
You better think twice because most of my niggas got weapons
No you can't meet the connection
Just know that he livin' out West and
You cannot call him
You cannot text him
Nigga, you cannot be referenced
And I won't be answerin' anymore questions
So you can stop with the pressin'
And them hoes get no deals less they come thru and sloppin' yours truly and all of his brethren yeah!