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by

Hit-Boy


[Chorus]
Ayy, love don't love me, b*tch, I know
But the drugs still love me, that's for sure
She fell in love with a junkie, gettin' the dough, ayy
f*ck her one time, then show her to the door, ayy
Everything she said, I heard it all before, huh
I see all these demons, they disguised as whores, uh
All I know is: count the money up from the floor, huh
If the pus*y good, I may just go get some more, more

[Verse]
Say she want my heart, she can't afford it
Maybe 'cause I'm on my way to getting on the Forbes list
Pretty jiggy n*gga, can't ignore it, ayy
Ballin', b*tch, I feel like Michael Jordan
Sip codeine, I'm snorin' 'til the mornin'
Got the heater on my hip like global warming, ayy
Run up, you get shot, this is a warnin'
Freddy Krueger in your dreams, I'm filled with torment
She say that she love me, b*tch, whatever that means
I remember her and all her friends were laughin' at me
Now they tell me I can f*ck, that sh*t so funny to me
Lost ten thousand playin' basketball, one hundred to me

[Chorus]
Ayy, love don't love me, b*tch, I know
But the drugs still love me, that's for sure
She fell in love with a junkie, gettin' the dough, ayy
f*ck her one time, then show her to the door, ayy
Everything she said, I heard it all before
I see all these demons, they disguised as whores
All I know is: count the money up from the floor
If the pus*y good, I may just go get some more, more
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