[Verse 1: Fuck love, that? You fuckin' round, coming back No time for games, I've got a to catch I don't the ring if it ain't meant I'm tryna make this love thing minute I'd be thinking you've got a curve This got nerve Tryina play me for a I don't want shit, you can keep that purse You can keep that whip, you can that bitch You'll never find 10-caramel skin with the right tan I fuck with the hype man So stop hyping shit like it's still the first night, Been been that you hit it, 'bout 100 From the room to the kitchen like one round When I to the dishes you was all up in it Now you act different
Tory Lanez] You're tryna give me the tough But shawty you I get enough love So if you give me tough love Then you gon' have me "fuck love" Fuck love, fuck love, love Girl you have me "fuck love" love, fuck love Girl you me saying
2: Trina] Hold up! up! Hold up! All these rich know me I was in the benz, so drop A hundred bands on the Talking 'bout who you want I'm in the new And this king is where you belong And we argued I you was wrong And I fucked and tried to lose it all But I-I showed up right back night for the night cap here Take for the night back here Fuck around and get it right here No one up, no one calling up you gon' follow us Cause you fuck with me You what's all enough