I told that bitch, I told bitch I told that bitch, I told bitch Yeah, this for the with Benzes and the niggas without 'em Scram, ho!
I told that bitch give a fuck about a Benz, bitch I told bitch I'on't give a fuck about a Benz, bitch I told that bitch I'on't give a fuck about a Benz, And I don't no bitch who need to have that kind of friendship I told that bitch I'on't a fuck about a Lamb, ho I told bitch I'on't give a fuck about a Lamb, ho I told that bitch give a fuck about a Lamb, ho And I don't want no who need that kind of nigga, scram, ho
These cars don't shit, these hoes don't mean shit These clothes don't mean shit, shows don't mean shit (Whatchutola, what, whatchutola) (Whatchutola, what, whatchutola)
These cars don't mean shit, these hoes don't mean These don't mean shit, these shows don't mean shit (Whatchutola, what, whatchutola) (Whatchutola, what, whatchutola)
Graduated from the fabricated with a lady goin' Lambo crazy Bitch, you better cut it, shawty, I'm to cut you off Oh, you greedy in Tahiti, I just seen you Aye, tell girl you 'bout to settle, whatchutola Aye, see how she react when you're no longer in your Then she out that the Bentley wasn't really rented Can you sell a Help a nigga move a kilo Oh, you want the private jet to a flight to Rio Can't no prevent a nigga from makin' mula Oh, you diggin' diggin' graveyard loser Ain't none of my cars American, King of Let's have a heart-to-heart, wine, make art of the Benzo, the AMG Can you love a thug, is all make Pure fantasy, I see it easily
I told that bitch I'on't give a fuck about a Benz, I that bitch I'on't give a fuck about a Benz, bitch I that bitch I'on't give a fuck about a Benz, bitch And I don't want no bitch who need to have kind of friendship I that bitch I'on't give a fuck about a Lamb, ho I told that bitch I'on't give a about a Lamb, ho I told that bitch I'on't give a fuck a Lamb, ho And I want no bitch who need that kind of nigga, scram, ho
I told the girl I'm 'bout to the Porsche, I'm tired of it She go and told these I'm goin' broke, a smile poured From my lips, cuz if I'm broke, only hearted Broken from broken English, that's all it up and if I were, why would you throw a party? Affection is so convenient when Correction, these hoes don't mean it when I guess that's why Lois be with Clark Kent Fly on a back while he Superman But if I'm in a wheelchair, you there? searchin' for words, I feel stupid, man The shit is the Pittsburgh, I care White button downs and Emory Had to her birthday down because my memory sucks But this shit comes back up some acid reflux Or a Michael Jackson with some plastic zippers I was zippin' the city and I don't give a fuck 1994 Toyota Cruiser because That bitch ain't never broke down on me, why I do that to her? Simple is it, symbolism, I'll pull up at a And might not buy a new car again, if I can help it if I buy one then they gon sell ten, then what I'm left with? Throw a nigga one on the strength, we might could talk Til' then, I'mma ride my bike, or walk
I told that bitch I'on't give a about a Benz, bitch I told that I'on't give a fuck about a Benz, bitch I told that bitch I'on't a fuck about a Benz, bitch And I don't want no bitch who need to have kind of friendship I that bitch I'on't give a fuck about a Lamb, ho I told bitch I'on't give a fuck about a Lamb, ho I told that bitch I'on't give a about a Lamb, ho And I don't want no bitch who that kind of nigga, scram, ho
I told that girl, I that girl tell the truth Say she the bitch I ever met, then show me some proof These girls be droppin' these lies, these be makin' shit up She wanna stand in my line, she tryna come to the front
Yeah, she love her country but American cars For the shape of them, he'll you know all of them bitches is foreign If yellow to be the color in fashion What happens to all of this good black he keep ignorin'? The world told him don't shit rhyme with The is only with him because he's tourin' Well go on angel, I don't blame you, hang yo head I know survival for you, get it like an IOU
so, materialistic I'm enjoyin' life, I'm livin' life, you know? That worldwide pussy, yeah, worldwide pussy, Pull up at this girl crib bumpin' Lil' Boosie,
I told that bitch I'on't give a fuck about a Benz, I told that bitch I'on't give a fuck a Benz, bitch I told that bitch I'on't give a fuck a Benz, bitch And I want no bitch who need to have that kind of friendship I told bitch I'on't give a fuck about a Lamb, ho I told that bitch give a fuck about a Lamb, ho I that bitch I'on't give a fuck about a Lamb, ho And I don't want no bitch who that kind of nigga, scram, ho
These cars don't mean shit, these don't mean shit These clothes don't mean shit, shows don't mean shit (Whatchutola, what, whatchutola) (Whatchutola, what, whatchutola)
We drive cars on the regular This life that I live is We gon be fly whenever, we richer forever Without these vehicles, can we still gon' be together? me