emotions V1
[Intro]
(I don't love you anymore)
[Chorus]
Yea, I got more bitches, more hoes
I got, more money, more dough
I got, more knowledge, more clothes
I got, bitches calling they at the door
I got, label’s calling, more doors open
Yea I might leave your hoe soaking
First year, I got no opponents
In this coupe, I don't know where we going
Got your bitch, I don't need no emotions
[Verse]
Yea, and your bitch showing me no emotions
Told my hoes, we don’t need no emotions
She like me cause I have the e-motion
I feel like you gon be on your own shit
When you leave i'll be on my lone shit
On your knee's, I don't do emotions
On the lean, pour up my emotion's
Police like what you on? what's inside that double cup
I can't give a fuck what you on, no you cannot fuck with us
Fuck that bitch, I got a new one
Yea that light hoe, she want nun
In this rift, we got a few girls, but it's only two of us
And this South Atlanta, my bro rock that bloody bandanna
My hoe in the north, I can’t stand her
My diamonds they hit, got no manner’s
I'm the ruler, no BK Santana
And I ain’t faking shit for instagram, yea give a fuck 'bout a handle
And imma pass that bitch right to my mans, I got more, you can have her
They doing everything I did last year, and they still tryna catch up
Im in first class, tryna blow that cash yea
All this shit do not matter
Im living life fast like im in the past, I hope karma don't catch up
[Chorus]
I got more bitches, more hoes
I got, more money, more dough
I got, more knowledge, more clothes
I got, your hoe calling she at the door
I got, label's calling, more doors open
And I just left your hoe soaking
In first year I got no opponents
In this coupe, I don’t know where we goin
Im just focused on me, and I'm zoned in
(I don't love you anymore)
[Chorus]
Yea, I got more bitches, more hoes
I got, more money, more dough
I got, more knowledge, more clothes
I got, bitches calling they at the door
I got, label’s calling, more doors open
Yea I might leave your hoe soaking
First year, I got no opponents
In this coupe, I don't know where we going
Got your bitch, I don't need no emotions
[Verse]
Yea, and your bitch showing me no emotions
Told my hoes, we don’t need no emotions
She like me cause I have the e-motion
I feel like you gon be on your own shit
When you leave i'll be on my lone shit
On your knee's, I don't do emotions
On the lean, pour up my emotion's
Police like what you on? what's inside that double cup
I can't give a fuck what you on, no you cannot fuck with us
Fuck that bitch, I got a new one
Yea that light hoe, she want nun
In this rift, we got a few girls, but it's only two of us
And this South Atlanta, my bro rock that bloody bandanna
My hoe in the north, I can’t stand her
My diamonds they hit, got no manner’s
I'm the ruler, no BK Santana
And I ain’t faking shit for instagram, yea give a fuck 'bout a handle
And imma pass that bitch right to my mans, I got more, you can have her
They doing everything I did last year, and they still tryna catch up
Im in first class, tryna blow that cash yea
All this shit do not matter
Im living life fast like im in the past, I hope karma don't catch up
[Chorus]
I got more bitches, more hoes
I got, more money, more dough
I got, more knowledge, more clothes
I got, your hoe calling she at the door
I got, label's calling, more doors open
And I just left your hoe soaking
In first year I got no opponents
In this coupe, I don’t know where we goin
Im just focused on me, and I'm zoned in