Yeah, I ain't afraid to tell a bitch I love her but If she fuck another nigga, I'ma feel stupid It's some problems that I got, I can't throw money at Least I got this pint of red to help me get through it She a boss and she don't play about her hunchos Throw some dollars on her, that'll get her ass movin' I'm a boss and I don't play about my hunchos 'Member when they called me slow and now my bag stupid Drive the Porche 9-11 like I'm Bin Laden Wake up then I take an E, I'm tryna live faster Call me Mr. Take Your Ho, Amiri bitch snatcher Cartier all up on the lens, these ain't LensCrafters I been on this shit before the deal I been on this shit before I could afford a meal I ain't gotta say nothin', you already know the deal Fourty-five hundred for a pint, I bought it sealed Certified, yeah Certified carats on my neck, you know they real I don't fuck with famous hoes, I don't see the appeal Another city every other week, that's how I live I don't go out 'til seven, baby, we got time to kill You can't fool, see through your persona off the rip They'll say it, but they'll never love you 'til you rich My main homie turned a snake, well ain't that 'bout a bitch Yeah, I ain't afraid to tell a bitch I love her but If she fuck another nigga, I'ma feel stupid It's some problems that I got, I can't throw money at Least I got this pint of red to help me get through it She a boss and she don't play about her hunchos Throw some dollars on her, that'll get her ass movin' I'm a boss and I don't play about my hunchos 'Member when they called me slow and now my bag stupid