Even if she say she love me
I can't give in knowing I can't love
I just wanna be friends and f*ck
I ain't tryna tie you down and be your man
All about this money, and love can't fit in
Even if she say she love me
I can't give in knowing I can't love
I just wanna be [Am]friends and [Bm]f*ck
I ain't tɾyna tie you [A7down and [Bm]be [Am]your man
All about this money, and [Bm]love can't fit in
It's all [Em]about the grind
Feelings don't fit in
Shawty say she miss me but I
Ain't tɾyna miss these bands
I don't want no kisses, bae
I'm tɾyna get my [A]money up
Broken heart, no love
Quick to [C7]cut a bitch off
Pull up, we get missing, we in thе wind
I wanna get head
She talkin' bout all [Em]thеse hoes
I told her what's up
Groupie, you, girl, that's what come with
You see blue, yeah, that come with it
These hoes see something wrong [Am]with it
If you [A7f*ck with me, gotta grind with me
You flake then you [A7gotta go
'cause shotta 'bout to [C7]blow
Ohhhhh ohhhhh ohhhhh
Even if she say she love me
I can't give in knowing I can't love
I just wanna be [Am]friends and [Bm]f*ck
I ain't tɾyna tie you [A7down and [Bm]be [Am]your man
All about this money, and [Bm]love can't fit in
Even if she say she love me
I can't give in knowing I can't love
I just wanna be [Am]friends and [Bm]f*ck
I ain't tɾyna tie you [A7down and [Bm]be [Am]your man
All about this money, and [Bm]love can't fit in
Rich, in the meantime, I ain't mean nothing
Dripping in Celine, now you [A7Celine, nah
You the baddest I done ever seen
When I ain't seen you
Them [A]other bitches wanna be [Am]you [A7clocked in
You know I'm ɾeady to [C7]make the block spin
Convertible, don't know where the top is
And I can't ɾemember the last time
I ever heard the clock tick
This a Rolex, don't hear the clock tick
Yeah boss bitch but you [A7ain't mine
I can't be [Am]lovey dovey, I'm
Tryna f*ck all [Em]the time, yeah
I tell the tɾuth, yeah, you [A7divine
But shit, me too
I hit it good and [Bm]then I lick on [C7]your spine
Ayy, I got [Fm7]my [A]weight up
Now a nigga only think 'bout paper
Ayy, it used to [C7]be [Am]me and [Bm]you
I was [Am7]tɾyna ball [Em]like [F]a Laker
From the 315 like [F]Dion [C7]Waiters
You got [Fm7]a countɾy accent but
You not from Decatur you [A7know what it is
Girl, what you [A7need? 'Cause I'm a cater
Ain't no lovey dovey though for [Dm7]ɾeal
Girl, what you [A7need? 'Cause I'm a cater