[Intro: nappy 01']
Oh

[Chorus: nappy 01']
I can't find no love, it's like every single girl is just a dub
Spend my life alone, but all my bands keeping me up
Pineapple my Fanta, make a mixture in my cup
I could fuck your bitch and tell her not to bring it up
Why she on my phone tryna tell me she in love?
I'ma send her home, fuck an excuse, can't make it up
I just popped two fifteens 'cause I know that they add up
Yeah, I add 'em up, spend my life on drugs

[Verse 1: nappy 01']
Paper or a wood? I choose all of the above
And your girl look good, better keep her in them cuffs
All I want is love, but most these girls I cannot trust
All this fake love seeming too real, I can't adjust
Don't know if they love me, but they show a lotta lust
That girl broke my heart when we coulda just discussed
My heart fell apart, had to leave it in the dust
Now I stack my money, never minus, always plus

[Chorus: nappy 01']
It's like every single girl is just a dub
Spend my life alone, but all my bands keeping me up
Pineapple my Fanta, make a mixture in my cup
I could fuck your bitch and tell her not to bring it up
Why she on my phone tryna tell me she in love?
I'ma send her home, fuck an excuse, can't make it up
I just popped two fifteens 'cause I know that they add up
Yeah, I add 'em up, spend my life on drugs
[Verse 2: Lancey Foux]
I ain't doin' no drugs (No drugs), I turn my iPhone off (Yeah)
Uh, she ain't stayin' solid (Come on) 'cause you n***as super soft (Soft)
I take your girl, I borrow her, I send her back in the morning (In the morning)
You lookin' out the window and she just got out a foreign (A foreign)
She just got out a Wraith (A Wraith), she kiss you and call you bae (You bae)
You can smell the weed and Courvoisier (Courvoisier)
You wanna play the game (Game) until you get played (Huh)
I'm still up in my ways (Yeah, yeah), I'm still up in my ways (Yeah, yeah)

[Chorus: nappy 01']
It's like every single girl is just a dub
Spend my life alone, but all my bands keeping me up
Pineapple my Fanta, make a mixture in my cup
I could fuck your bitch and tell her not to bring it up
Why she on my phone tryna tell me she in love?
I'ma send her home, fuck an excuse, can't make it up
I just popped two fifteens 'cause I know that they add up
Yeah, I add 'em up, spend my life on drugs