[Verse 1]
I don't need love, that shit is so, so petty
Don't you go tweet about it, we could speak about it if you really, really with me
Growing up bein' in the gas stations, in the CVSs gettin' gifties, yeah
And if you really my nigga
Word to mother, we gon' split it fifty-fifty, yeah
They call me a SoundCloud boy
They stealin' my sound now, boy
I feel like I'm really the king in my city
I got the crown now, boy
Two .38s on the side of me, lookin' like a cowboy, yeah
Niggas be actin' like bitches, I might as well just call you tomboys
Don't play with me, .38 on me and I'm feelin' so, so special
Niggas is lucky I'm busy gettin' money 'cause I really could've left you
Pull up in my hoodie on the scene, so, so scary
I probably got more Mike Amiri jeans than Mike Amiri
Yeah, beasty, used to lurk in the bushes
Now when I open my eyes I look in the sky, hopin' I make it to Heaven
You can have family ties, all rats gotta die
You can still be a dub if you tellin'
And even if it was my cousin, it is a dub
Fuck it, just knock off his melon
[Chorus]
I swear I don't need love, that shit is so, so petty
Don't you go tweet about it, we could speak about it if you really, really with me
Pull up in my hoodie on the scene, so, so scary
Probably got more Mike Amiri jeans than Mike Amiri
I don't need love, that shit is so, so petty
Don't you go tweet about it, we could speak about it if you really, really with me
Growing up bein' in the gas stations, in the CVSs gettin' gifties, yeah
And if you really my nigga
Word to mother, we gon' split it fifty-fifty, yeah
They call me a SoundCloud boy
They stealin' my sound now, boy
I feel like I'm really the king in my city
I got the crown now, boy
Two .38s on the side of me, lookin' like a cowboy, yeah
Niggas be actin' like bitches, I might as well just call you tomboys
Don't play with me, .38 on me and I'm feelin' so, so special
Niggas is lucky I'm busy gettin' money 'cause I really could've left you
Pull up in my hoodie on the scene, so, so scary
I probably got more Mike Amiri jeans than Mike Amiri
Yeah, beasty, used to lurk in the bushes
Now when I open my eyes I look in the sky, hopin' I make it to Heaven
You can have family ties, all rats gotta die
You can still be a dub if you tellin'
And even if it was my cousin, it is a dub
Fuck it, just knock off his melon
[Chorus]
I swear I don't need love, that shit is so, so petty
Don't you go tweet about it, we could speak about it if you really, really with me
Pull up in my hoodie on the scene, so, so scary
Probably got more Mike Amiri jeans than Mike Amiri
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