This is a song about "Fuck love"

Yet the things that i love

Trust they seen enough

Ever wonder exactly where the sun goes

Haha "fuck ya baby", we don't love them hoes!

// [bitch you get (no love)]

Cause this nigga done got jealous

Fuck it man, damn all them hoes love me

Your wrists don't glist, get the pots out baby

A never ending love

I wouldn't be famous

Fuck all the movies about love they can shove it up a glove or down a somebody's dove

I popped him in his knees and shot him, punk.. please..cause cops should mind they business, when we rush

She's every love song that i love singing

Ricky is sitting, baba was sitting

Convertible coupe, bitches scream when they tops split

Love it cause it's all i know, you ain't gettin' fuck from it