Fall Apart Ralo (Ft. 2 Chainz & T.I.)

[Intro: Ralo & Young Thug]
Yeah, yeah
Ralo
Famgoon
I don't want a— I don't want a lot
I don't want a lot (I don't need much), yeah
I don't want a lot (I don't need much)
I don't want a lot (We got London on da Track), let's do it

[Verse 1: Ralo]
I just want that whip that I seen in the magazine (Skrrt, skrrt)
I just walked on the red carpet with some baggy jeans (Woo)
Mama, your son done made more money than her daddy seen (Them commas)
I told my bitch if she ever cheat, that gon' embarrass me (Don't do it)
I just bought a pistol, learned to spit it like a Uzi (Baow, baow, baow, baow)
Swear that bitch so pretty, I don't even wanna use it (Uh-uh)
All these bitches choosin' (Woo), they just wanna use me (Why?)
Everything is proven (Uh), I will nevеr lose it (Woo)
I get in my feelings 'bout that motherfuckin' girl (Girl)
Evеry time she suck the dick, I wanna buy that bitch the world (Woo)
Make them toes curl, you gon' get that new fur (Fur)
If I tell her, "Yes, ma'am," she gon' holla, "Yes, sir"
I ain't ever turned my back on my motherfuckin' niggas (Uh-uh)
But I ain't goin' back for these motherfuckin' niggas (No)
I ain't got nothin' against 'em (No) and I would never diss 'em (Uh-uh)
They wanna be broke, I ain't goin' broke with 'em (No)