[Pre-Chorus: Baby Rich]
You got some nerve for sayin' that I'm for the streets when you know that them deals ain't cheap
I sit back and observe how she go outside every week and stop answerin' her phone after 12
Baby, love is a purge, them hollow tips fly at your cheek, please don't give me a reason to urge
We get that pay like the 1st and the 3rd, my family was broke but I'm breaking the curse

[Chorus: Baby Rich]
You the reason I don't take no chances, love shit dead, I don't fuck with romantics
Only give a fuck when it come to advances, girl you show my love, shoulda know you take advantage
You the reason I ain't take them chances, hold a n***a down but it feel like baggage
Lotta fake crime, girl I'm done with your antics, all that love shit dead, I don't fuck with romantics

[Verse 1: Blueface]
Blueface, baby
She keep calling and calling and calling
Just leave me a message, I'm balling
I can't trust no bitch, they all out like a carpet
I'm wiping her tears with the bills and the blues
(Wah, wah, wah) Said that shit for your boo (Mm-mm-mm)
We could never be cool (Mm-mm-mm)
How would you like if I do you like you? (Mm-mm-mm)
Say that shit for the birds (Mm-mm-mm)
Kick rocks and eat dirt (Mm-mm-mm)
We could sell on the cruise, n***as swim this way get hit with the pool
Stick with me if I sit by the pool
It's a nice car, my bitch creaming and coupe
Whips back to back, we bust out the coupe
I'm missing the roof and she missing her tooth
Pretty lil' bitch, boy, you know that she cute
You got your nerve on your bitches a bird
If she was with me, she get kicked to the curb
All I got for her is what she deserved
[Pre-Chorus: Baby Rich]
You got some nerve for sayin' that I'm for the streets when you know that them deals ain't cheap
I sit back and observe how she go outside every week and stop answerin' her phone after 12
Baby, love is a purge, them hollow tips fly at your cheek, please don't give me a reason to urge
We get that pay like the 1st and the 3rd, my family was broke but I'm breaking the curse

[Chorus: Baby Rich]
You the reason I don't take no chances, love shit dead, I don't fuck with romantics
Only give a fuck when it come to advances, girl you show my love, shoulda know you take advantage
You the reason I ain't take them chances, hold a n***a down but it feel like baggage
Lotta fake crime, girl I'm done with your antics, all that love shit dead, I don't fuck with romantics

[Verse 2: Baby Rich]
I don't trust these bitches, they be acting suspicious, shawty claim that she miss me (Claim that she miss me)
When she ain't with me she be suckin' on another n***a dick, then try to come kiss me (Uhh)
She want me to pull up to the crib, never dolo, bitch, it's just me and my blicky (Uh-ha)
I done seen too many signs, I done tried to be faithful, but it just don't fit me (No way)
What's a good girl if she can't be consistent?
What's a down bitch if she can't come and look me?
No knife in my back, they just do me like Ricky
Solid like sugar so love can be tricky
Might tell a lie, but she told me many, might look like a dime, but she ain't worth a penny
No, I'm not perfect, but these hoes be different
When it's time to show loyalty, these hoes gon' miss me

[Pre-Chorus: Baby Rich]
You got some nerve for sayin' that I'm for the streets when you know that them deals ain't cheap
I sit back and observe how she go outside every week and stop answerin' her phone after 12
Baby, love is a purge, them hollow tips fly at your cheek, please don't give me a reason to urge
We get that pay like the 1st and the 3rd, my family was broke but I'm breaking the curse
[Chorus: Baby Rich]
You the reason I don't take no chances, love shit dead, I don't fuck with romantics
Only give a fuck when it come to advances, girl you show my love, shoulda know you take advantage
You the reason I ain't take them chances, hold a n***a down but it feel like baggage
Lotta fake crime, girl I'm done with your antics, all that love shit dead, I don't fuck with romantics