Lyrics

Cold-hearted I don't do the love shit Same people you love gonna hurt you regardless I keep to myself I rather be heartless Then let a few bitches become my damn problems Had 99 bitches, few them was a headache The moment they trippin' I'm leaving lil' baby I don't do the chit chat I don't do no feelings This simple exchange you knowing the business Look at the chips, I'm stackin' the biddings Look at her friends, they wanting my children Look at the rizz, they know I'm they weakness I don't need to do much to peak out they interest Talk to her nice, she already grinnin Talk to her spice, she already drippin Talk to her right, bitch already naked She brought me a bottle she wanna get faded Don't get it twisted I don't care to lose you You'd stay if you wanted and gone if you chose to Four billion women tonight I can choose two Pick one of each race yeah Harem no Jutsu Haitian lil' bae that sleeps at the dorms Wanted sum dick she hit up my phone Talked for a minute, not talking no more Fucked on the couch, we fucked on the floor Chain on her face, her mouth on my gold Biting the links, she wanting it more She ain't my girlfriend, she only a hoe Terms and conditions, she letting me know They think I am shallow but deep are my scars Vulnerabilities ain't shit that I got Use it against you when going to war That's why I stay colder than both of my poles, Yeah Don't fuck with a rose if you can't handle thorns, yeah My life is a movie your life is a short, yeah I'm rockin' the Prada but smell like Dior, yeah She wearing no panties right under her skirt, yeah Whipping that bitch, I'm making it skrrt, yeah She said she don't want me but later she fold, yeah Freak on the phone but really bold, yeah Fuck with these bitches cuz really I'm bored, yeah This dick is mandingo No counterfeit, benjamins never at zero Caucasian lil' bitch wanna know if I'm single She said I'm exotic I'm afro-latino Her man getting mad I leveled his ego Glock 23 yeah it's really that simple I can send to god with the pull of my finger This do-do-do-do gave your face a new dimple Ain't dig em no grave, I gave em a sinkhole Drop me the addy, my gun like to mingle Shorty a minion learning my lingo Johnny a goat Johnny a symbol Walk in the show they know who I am A L H Y, I put that on gang Bitch I am up, bitch I'm a vamp Bitch I'm a rockstar just look at my gram Fuck having friends I only have gang Shorty I'm pipin', turns out she a fan Groupies and groupies, i got me some Stans Hunna on hunna, I stacked up these bands Bitches n' beaches we play in the sand Fuck paying taxes and fuck Uncle Sam Federal government ain't stoppin' my plans Even the FBI know who I am I can pull up and get me a stripe Givenchy and Gucci I got it off swipes Yak and sum pussy got Swedish tonight Virgin lil' pussy make a fuck nigga tight Pour me the codeine right into my Sprite I feel like I'm floating I think I might die Colombian, Honduran, Jamaican, Chilean Cuban, Dominican, I'm mister worldwide
Writer(s): Johnny Melgar-perez Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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