Indian Giver

Whatever's in my cup tell em fill it up

I told her I don't feel her now that's killing her (She dead to me)

And I tried to give a damn about not giving a damn, and I'm stingy because I could never give a fuck (I can't)

Listen, all that sympathizing I ain't into that (I ain't into that)

Bitch I throw my city up similac (Eww)

Told that bitch to go to rehab and kick rocks (Karate)

One foot up on my opponent like I kick box

I'm choosy wit my hoes when I pick em out

Bitches think I'm cute until I kick em out (Beat it bitch)

Tell that bitch I love her and I know I'm lying (I'm lying)

I tell her I ain't tryna hurt her when I know I'm trying (Yes I Am) Bitch I get it popping like its posed to be

Shut yo fucking mouth don't be approaching me (Bitch) Rolling with the dawgs yea I'm mobbin wit em (I'm rollin') Bitches look at me and see a father figure

Sexy chocolate **** with the dimples on em

I can give you game but it ain't simple homie (It's not)

If she give me that pussy call the ambulance

Bitch let me see them titties this a mammogram (Titties) Open up yo legs and let me kill it baby (Freaky)

Then I'm booking on you author and illustrator

Whatever's in my cup tell em fill it up

I told her I don't feel her now that's killing her (She dead to me)

And I tried to give a damn about not giving a damn, but I'm stingy because I could never give a fuck (Aye)

All that sympathizing I ain't into that (I ain't into that)

Bitch I throw my city up similac (Eww)

I just hope that you remember bitch I'm an indian giver, if I ever gave a fuck well let me get it back

**** who don't like you wanna mug at you (Muggin') They throw so much salt, I got high blood pressure Rude and loud **** wit no chill button (Jesus)

You not a coffee cup why you still muggin

Ion wanna be friends I can't fake it with you (I can't)

I'll flash over my cheese like I'm taking pictures (Cheese)

I asked a hoe who you being sneaky wit (Huh bitch?)

They think ima pervert how I'm peepin shit (I'm peeping)

I been on a roll like a pair of dice (Shake it up)

If they got pussy in heaven that's a paradise

I don't care why you came or who you coming wit

Truthfully I don't see nothing funny bitch (I don't)

Let me X-ray that coochie ima cat scanner

Alot of bitches tell me I got bad manners

I just forgive em and assume that they don't know no better (Bitch) Hold yo fucking horses

Polo sweater (Rollin')

Whatever's in my cup tell em fill it up

I told her I don't feel her now that's killing her (She dead to me)

And I tried to give a damn about not giving a damn, and I'm stingy because I could never give a fuck

Listen, all that sympathizing I ain't into that (I'm not)

Bitch I throw my city up similac (Eww)

I just hope that you remember bitch I'm an indian giver, if I ever gave a fuck well let me get it back