I told that bitch, I told that I told that bitch, I that bitch Yeah, this for the niggas with Benzes and the without 'em Scram, ho!
I that bitch I'on't give a fuck about a Benz, bitch I told that bitch I'on't give a fuck 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 have that kind of 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 who need that kind of nigga, scram, ho
These cars mean 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, hoes don't mean shit These don't mean shit, these shows don't mean shit (Whatchutola, what, whatchutola) (Whatchutola, what, whatchutola)
from the fabricated sabotages Conversated with a goin' Lambo crazy Bitch, you better cut it, shawty, I'm to cut you off Oh, you greedy in Tahiti, I just you flaunt Aye, tell girl you 'bout to settle, whatchutola Aye, see how she when you're no longer in your Bimmer she find out that the Bentley wasn't really rented Can you sell a kilo? a nigga move a kilo Oh, you want the private jet to a flight to Rio no Maybach prevent a nigga from makin' mula Oh, you gold diggin' diggin' 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 believe fantasy, I see through it easily
I told that bitch I'on't give a about a Benz, bitch I that 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 no bitch who need to have that 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 fuck a Lamb, ho And I don't no bitch who need that kind of nigga, scram, ho
I the girl I'm 'bout to sell 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 from English, that's all it Hol' up and if I were, why would you a party? Affection is so convenient ballin' Correction, these hoes mean it when fallin' I guess that's why Lois can't be with Clark Fly on a nigga back he Superman But if I'm in a wheelchair, you still Stop for words, I feel stupid, man The shit is the Pittsburgh, I still White button downs and scrubs Had to write her birthday down because my memory But this shit comes back up like acid reflux Or a Michael Jackson jacket with some plastic I was zippin' through the city and I give a fuck 1994 Toyota Cruiser because That bitch ain't never broke down on me, why would I do to her? Simple is it, symbolism, I'll up at a club And not never buy a new car again, if I can help it Cause if I buy one then they gon ten, then what I'm left with? Throw a nigga one on the strength, then we might talk then, I'mma ride my fuckin' bike, or walk
I told that bitch I'on't give a fuck about a Benz, I told that bitch I'on't give a 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 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 no bitch who need that kind of nigga, scram, ho
I told that girl, I told that tell the truth Say she the greatest bitch I ever met, then show me proof These girls be these lies, these girls be makin' shit up She don't wanna stand in my line, she tryna come to the
Yeah, she love her country but American cars For the shape of them, he'll have you know all of them bitches is If yellow seems to be the in fashion What happens to all of this good black pussy he keep The world told him don't shit 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 it's survival for you, get it like an IOU
so, materialistic I'm just enjoyin' life, I'm life, you know? That worldwide pussy, yeah, pussy, yeah Pull up at this girl crib bumpin' Boosie, yeah
I told that bitch I'on't a fuck about a Benz, bitch I told that bitch give a fuck about a Benz, bitch I told that bitch give a fuck about a Benz, bitch And I don't want no who need to have that kind of friendship I told that 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 give a fuck 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 mean shit These clothes don't mean shit, these shows don't mean (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