I told that bitch, I told bitch I told that bitch, I that bitch Yeah, this for the niggas with and the niggas without 'em Scram, ho!
I told bitch I'on't give a fuck about a Benz, bitch I told that 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 want no bitch who need to have that kind of I told bitch I'on't give a fuck about a Lamb, ho I told that I'on't give a fuck about a Lamb, ho I told that I'on't give a fuck about a Lamb, ho And I don't no bitch who need that kind of nigga, scram, ho
These cars don't mean shit, these hoes mean shit These clothes don't mean shit, these shows don't mean (Whatchutola, what, whatchutola) (Whatchutola, what, whatchutola)
These cars mean shit, these hoes don't mean shit These clothes don't mean shit, these shows don't shit (Whatchutola, what, whatchutola) (Whatchutola, what, whatchutola)
from the fabricated sabotages Conversated with a lady goin' Lambo Bitch, you cut it, shawty, I'm 'bout to cut you off Oh, you greedy in Tahiti, I just you flaunt Aye, that girl you 'bout to settle, whatchutola Aye, see how she react when no longer in your Bimmer Then she find out that the Bentley wasn't rented Can you sell a kilo? Help a nigga move a Oh, you want the private jet to a flight to Rio Can't no Maybach prevent a nigga from mula Oh, you gold diggin' graveyard loser none of my cars American, King of Zamunda Let's a heart-to-heart, drink 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 I'on't give a fuck about a Benz, bitch I told that bitch I'on't give a about a Benz, bitch I told bitch I'on't give a fuck about a Benz, bitch And I don't want no bitch who need to that kind of friendship I told that bitch I'on't give a fuck a Lamb, ho I told that bitch I'on't give a fuck a Lamb, ho I told that I'on't give a fuck about a Lamb, ho And I don't want no bitch who 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 my lips, cuz if I'm broke, it's only hearted Broken records broken English, that's all it Hol' up and if I were, why would you a party? is so convenient when ballin' Correction, hoes don't mean it when fallin' 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? Stop for words, I feel stupid, man The shit is the Pittsburgh, I care White button and Emory scrubs Had to write her birthday down because my memory But this shit comes up like some acid reflux Or a Jackson jacket with some plastic zippers I was through the city and I don't give a fuck 1994 Toyota Land Cruiser That bitch never broke down on me, why would I do that to her? Simple is it, symbolism, I'll up at a club And might not buy a new car again, if I can help it Cause if I buy one then they gon sell ten, then what I'm left Throw a nigga one on the strength, then we might could Til' then, ride my fuckin' bike, or walk
I told that bitch I'on't a fuck about a Benz, bitch I told that bitch I'on't give a fuck about a Benz, I told that bitch give a fuck about a Benz, bitch And I want no bitch who need to have that kind of friendship I told that bitch I'on't give a about a Lamb, ho I told that bitch I'on't give a about a Lamb, ho I told that I'on't give a fuck about a Lamb, ho And I don't want no bitch who need kind of nigga, scram, ho
I told that girl, I told that girl the truth Say she the bitch I ever met, then show me some proof These be droppin' these lies, these girls be makin' shit up She don't stand in my line, she tryna come to the front
Yeah, she love her but hate American cars For the shape of them, he'll you know all of them bitches is foreign If yellow seems to be the color in What to all of this good black pussy he keep ignorin'? The told him don't shit rhyme with orange The girl is only with him he's tourin' Well go on angel, I don't blame you, don't yo head I know survival for you, get it like an IOU
She's so, I'm just enjoyin' life, I'm 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 bitch I'on't give a fuck about a Benz, bitch I told that bitch I'on't give a about a Benz, bitch And I don't want no bitch who need to that 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 fuck a Lamb, ho I told that bitch I'on't give a about a Lamb, ho And I want no bitch who need that kind of nigga, scram, ho
These cars don't mean shit, these hoes don't shit These clothes mean shit, these shows don't mean shit (Whatchutola, what, whatchutola) (Whatchutola, what, whatchutola)
We drive cars on the regular This life I live is incredible We gon be fly whenever, we gettin' forever Without foreign vehicles, can we still gon' be together? me