No love for a hoe or bitch nigga

Slide down in an op pull up in the drop top Blowin out that reefer it’s busting out my speakers if she a keeper I won’t leave her but if Rachet I eat her Eww that sound nasty don’t but I’m savage on put that ratchet on em taxin homie so quit asking for prices this reaper this that creeper pull up to yo door cover yo peep hole lol nigga peep hole lol nigga We take up Jesus pieces we ain’t got no love for you bitch ass niggas We ask no favors No hand season Oh that’s yo man Then why you leave on the cement stabbed and shoot and not breathing ohh and now you grieving and tremble feeling feeling all that pain all that well I got pain too young nigga official and the truth my flow got bars locked behind bars learn to let my mind be free one day ima get it and that’s on the stars floating on that bar going real far acting like a retard I ain’t got no love for you butch niggas love you how niggas