DavDee - NO LOVE Lyrics

Young nigga, young king, young goat
Don't turn it down, im in your head
I'm promise, I can't, I won't
I take that chance, I'm M.I.A
F*ck nigga I'm paid I'm cold
They talking that shit, this not the same
My shit it gon play I know
Your shit it don't play y'all niggas lame

See I was really on the back blocks
Ima hotbox in a Benz
Two 12's in the trunk going ham
Four, five, send them up, hands in the air
Bad bitch hit the floor, smile for me, yeah
I can't even go, opp's everywhere
They don't love me, no love in the air
They ain't really no love in the end
They tryna love me now I don't really care

Roll up the dope and it's straight to the party
F*ck them niggas bitch, I'm out my body
Forbidden dance make them hit the lambada
I drip sauce and that hoe dripping water
Problems with me its hakuna matata
Cause I know that they pussy vagina
Straight out the casket this straight out the bottle
I can lead a little horse to the water

I get it active, let's get it cracking
I took a break, now I'm whipping magic
Married to Kate, now I'm whipping Ashley
I know when to chill, when to kill it and gas it
They want me talk, so I talk like a pastor
Tell them Miami the New Calabasas
I take your hoe, make her throw it and catch it
We on the road, on the phone, where the cash at

See I was really on the back blocks
Ima hotbox in a Benz
Two 12's in the trunk going ham
Four, five, send them up, hands in the air
Bad bitch hit the floor, smile for me, yeah
I can't even go, opp's everywhere
They don't love me, no love in the air
They ain't really no love in the end
They tryna love me now I don't really care

I need a hoe who gon' play with her ass out
If she throw it, I'm giving her back shots
Throwing money she love when the cash out
In and out of this bitch like a cash rout
I don't f*ck with you bitch you a crash out
You don't f*ck with me, shit, I ain't ask y'all
If you f*ck with me, you'll falling in love with me
She wanna f*ck when I'm pulling them racks out

Stars in the roof, we got two in the Benz
They told me slide, so I do it again
Came with the shrooms, I'm like who wanna trip
Been f*cking hoes since like you was a jit

I got this thing for the melodies
I don't wanna talk, I'ma sing to my enemies
Not even listening, f*ck is you telling me
I swear to God, they can't f*ck with my energy

See I was really on the back blocks
Ima hotbox in a Benz
Two 12's in the trunk going ham
Four, five, send them up, hands in the air
Bad bitch hit the floor, smile for me, yeah
I can't even go, opp's everywhere
They don't love me, no love in the air
They ain't really no love in the end
They tryna love me now I don't really care