Babyfxce E - She Love Fxce Lyrics

(I ain't gon' lie, you tripped on this bitch, Jay)
Yeah
Huh, she say, "I love Fxce," huggin' the pint bottle like I love drank
Streets in my-
Yeah

She say, "I love Fxce," huggin' the pint bottle like I love drank
I love you too, don't piss me off if you want my love to stay (love)
I just got a Hellcat and put it in my cousin name
Pull up with somebody savings and I ain't even touch the bank (yeah)
I just made this bitch so mad, told her we can't f*ck today (uh-uh)
I was on probation in full body, that's why I ain't touch the K (Frr)
Got a micro Drac', I'm tryna make a nigga duck today
How you got no pape', but you swear you know a bunch of ways? (How the f*ck?)
In 2020, was sellin' pills, I made a bunch of plays (uh-huh)
I can't treat my hoes the same, I got a bunch of baes
I miss the road, I used to treat that bitch just like a punching bag
Stopped f*ckin' with my scam nigga, his shit don't punch the same
Walk in the store, grab some 'Woods and an Evian
He flexin' with a .39, lil' nigga, that's baby time, huh
Bitch, I been the reaper, man, I feel like BabyTron
Give my lil' nigga the switch and say, "You better not let me down"
1942, nigga, this that baby Don, huh
Drunk two cups of juice and, man, that put your baby down
When I'm drivin' red key, it feel like I'm savin' time
Paranoid, keep lookin' out the window, I done broke the blinds
'Cause we just got on a nigga ass, I know his back
I'm finna make the club promoter mad, I'm finna spark a Black
Might go do some bad shit in my Scat', then snatch off the wrap
She like when I rub up on the cat while she shakin' ass (come here)
The scale keep jumpin' on me, nigga, it's finna make me mad
She on the highway eatin' dick, she finna make me crash
Seen a hundred cash and almost cried, how that make me sad? (How?)
I remember not havin' that shit, please don't take me back (on God)
Don't think you gon' steal from me, like E won't make it back
'Cause soon as I make it back from out of town, I'm on your ass (nigga)
Maar an asshole with the truck, bro, he all on the grass
Some of my niggas don't even got a car, but they own a strap
They probably can't spin a block, but they can walk you down
That nigga want eight thousand for that 'Cat? Watch how I talk him down
Catch him in a public place, he tryna talk out loud
Put a bitch to sleep, ain't have to go another round, huh
Oh, you tryna get a striker? I can show you how (yeah)
Pull the lever up and push it back because that bitch too loud, huh
Use the black key 'cause that red bitch probably gon' take a while, huh (come on)
Start it up, ain't this a 'Cat? Then why the f*ck it growl?
Solid chain on my neck, can't do the hollow shit
OG tryna give me game, he think he on his Wallo shit
I thought the ho was finna spit, but she swallowed it
She got more B's than Pennywise, lil' bitch ate a lot of kids, huh
Wrist bustin', can't even see what f*ckin' time it is
F*ck it, let 'em flick me, I promise this time, they ain't findin' shit
I done f*cked around and made a hit off just tryin' shit
Do some shit to us and we gon' spin more than a laundromat
Nigga got off on me, but it's all cool because we got him back
Can't f*ck her like I want to 'cause if I do, she ain't gon' know how to act
You say you not a fan, but you pressed about a follow back
Finna pour this shot up in your mouth, just don't push the bottle back

She say, "I love Fxce," huggin' the pint bottle like I love drank
I love you too, don't piss me off if you want my love to stay
I just got a Hellcat and put it in my cousin name
Pull up with somebody savings and I ain't even touch the bank