[Intro]

(Analog)

(Ayy, ayy)

[Chorus]

Fuck money, I want love from this shit (Shit)

I don't got a thing, and I'm only makin' hits (Hits, hits)

Me and her got a thing, and it really make him pissed (Pissed)

I want her, not a ring

And we postin' at my crib (Damn)

Fuck money, I want love from this shit (Shit)

I don't got a thing, and I'm only makin' hits

Me and her got a thing, and it really make him pissed

I want her, not a ring

And we postin' at my crib (Shawty)

[Verse]

Damn, shawty on my king, he a lamp (Yeah)

'Boutta introduce you to a beat, introduce you to a fan (Yeah)

How you gonna be a hater when you postin' my stands?

Goddamn, brodie, I don't think you stand a chance

And I think she wanna dance tight, I don't use my hands

Same shit she doin' last night, do that shit again (Yeah)

And she wanna have a good night, pull up wit' her friends (Yeah)

And I pull her out likе, "Goodnight," wake up in the Benz (Yеah)

Early mornin', and I'm gettin' right to it

When I act so fly, that I think she 'ready knew it

And it's 'bout that time to pull up and get to it (Oh)

She hit my line, we'll pull up and go stupid (Vroom)

If you miss this vibe, I think that you gon' (Ayy) lose it

And he buried in his phone 'cause I think that boy a loser

Be glad that I'm picky, I feel just like a chooser

I'm like Sam Witwicky (Ho) how I pull up with the boosters

On God, vroom

Boy, I think I already the past, see?

If I don't make a profit, then it put me in a bad mood

I'm just tryna live my life, paint me as a bad dude

Girl, only one night, it's somethin' I won't ask you

Takin' out that money, I grow up from a frat dude

Shawty hold me tight 'cause I know that heart fragile

We don't go to war, keep a Draco for the battle

Steppin' up to me like goin' up a river with no paddle (Dude)

[Chorus]

Fuck money, I want love from this shit (Shit)

I don't got a thing, and I'm only makin' hits (Hits, hits)

Me and her got a thing, and it really make him pissed (Pissed)

I want her, not a ring

And we postin' at my crib (Damn)

Fuck money, I want love from this shit (Shit)

I don't got a thing, and I'm only makin' hits

Me and her got a thing, and it really make him pissed

I want her, not a ring

And we postin' at my crib (Shawty)

Damn