C Love of my own
We f*ck and she moan
She in my future
Raven-Symoñe
Told her come f*ck wit a nigga like me
Eyeing my drip
Niggas be clones
FaceTiming always callin my phone
She like all the shit that I say in my raps
10 Toes on my 3rd leg
Im just kicking my shit that I say onna track
C Love of my Own, these lovers aint grown
These bitches is childish
F*ck the small talk
I do it big
This aint Christopher Wallace
She like my style cus I'm stylish
No strings attached cus im wireless
Onna road to riches with mileage
But uhhh
Who gone get that pussy wetter
Im king I don't need no Corretta
Rado Im groovy don't need me no Stella
My seats is skippy the whip is vanilla
Gooder than good im goober than fellas
U & I I know u loving them letters
My love is the bullets
I aim for the heart and I shoot with berettas
Like BOPPPPP
I don't tolerate lies
If u cannot keep it 100 grand?
Then u better realize without u im cool
Like 1500 fans
Cnd I don't gotta deal
Im feeling like 21 I don't need no advance
This world is a dogfight
Im taking notes im just
Switching my stance but
Im bout to be on some some recruiting shit
I really need the truest bitch
That money blue it move a bitch
I feel like '03 Ludacris
I swim in her ocean
But niggas iffy so im picking his bones
Bitches be breezy
Swear to God its hard to find a Love of Ya Own
Now see this that shit..
I need a bitch for me ,
I don't want no groupie bitch
Cll these bitches be groupies and shit
I aint f*cking with it
Let them speakers knock