I don't care what you do, when you not around me Cause baby, that's none of my business Give up bands, or start up a business We just started, I hope we don't finish When you see me, you know I was humble Fuck the bag, but how the fuck I fumble? I don't punch bitches, don't matter I punched you In the woods, that shit really cut you Massaging your body, right after I fucked you Makin' music that we can go rub to Makin' songs, that we can smoke a blunt to You said: "You done", I said: "We done" too I don't know why you callin' me toxic I don't know what I did baby, stop it Losin' my head, you almost made me flock it Why the fuck the bitch driving, I think we gotta chop it She in the back seat, actin' all classy She tryna smoke a Glo with me I saw the opps, so I had to duck She tried to tote my pole for me Like, do you notice me? When I call, do you know it's me? When I'm home, come over I'm free Oh, oh She was on me when I ain't had nothing So now she can get what she want I was runnin' and runnin' and runnin' But now they be talkin' when I'm on hots Shoutout to them single ladies, that I want She got that shit that make a nigga nut I love it, I ain't gon' front Bitch is so nasty, sit inside the truck Oh, oh, yeah Oh, oh, she got that shit that make a nigga- Oh, oh, she got that shit that make a nigga- Oh, yeah, yeah, aye She got that shit that make a nigga wanna go boom a nigga for that pussy Bitch, I'm a vet, and I'm a sniper, how you gon' think I'm a rookie? I'll go step, Louis V, Chrome or I could throw on Givenchy After a while I don't really care, cause you know that my sitchy be on me When you mad or sad, just call me Why your friend keep on saying they showing me? Watch for the half of the bitches you with, cause half of them bitches gon' fuck We can get money together, baby just tell me wassup We can get money together, let's go run that shit up I don't care what you do, when you not around me Cause baby, that's none of my business Give up bands, or start up a business We just started, I hope we don't finish When you see me, you know I was humble Fuck the bag, but how the fuck I fumble? I don't punch bitches, don't matter I punched you In the woods, that shit really cut you Massaging your body, right after I fucked you Makin' music that we can go rub to Makin' songs, that we can smoke a blunt to You said: "You done", I said: "We done" too I don't know why you callin' me toxic I don't know what I did baby, stop it Losin' my head, you almost made me flock it Why the fuck the bitch driving, I think we gotta chop it