Yeah, yeah, yeah, okay, okay
All my ladies know I ain't for the hoes
All my ladies know I ain't for the hoes
All my ladies know I ain't for the hoes
Yeah yeah yeah ok
All my ladies know I ain't for the hoes
Yeah yeah ok
All my ladies know I ain't for the hoes
She say I'm pretty and she gon lick my dips
You a king 9 out of 5 and you getting no tips
I'm mixing my lean with my kool aid
I feel all the way, I feel shit
She's a blue gangsta, hey, pull up with a stick
I don't wanna spit it up, bitch, I got my own speed
Since she wanna f*ck, that bitch tryna blow me
Ice, frozen, ice all up in my body like D-Rose
I'ma have to be the next Beethoven
All my ladies know I ain't for the hoes
All my ladies know I ain't for the hoes
No nigga can't stab me, I got the strap on me
Don't make me mad, that hard, you gon see
Bitch be running for shit, they can't have
I just have to bash your ass, face down, ass fat
That bitch gotta Louis bag
I be running, running, running for my bag
I be running, running, running for the cops
You be running, running, running till they f*ck
Like 7-7-7-8, I'ma have to be the 8
We don't walk like 5-4, bitch, I'm 6-2
Put my money on me feeling like I'm 6-8
We don't talk about no 6-9
Never snitch on my niggas, no matter what the case
Loyalty so priceless, so we gotta keep it
That bitch really think I'ma keep her, stupid
Keep calling on my phone, I'ma have to ignore
I got red vision, shoot that nigga like Igor
Oh no, this nigga dead, I'ma have to pay the Lord
Boy, that bitch, she's a whore, like, bitch, your pussy get loose
Either way, I go through the deuce
All my homies tell me I'm cool
If you f*ckin' with me, I'ma f*ckin' too
If you're running red, put a bullet in your back