No Luv

Lyrics
[Chorus: Strap] I got a check out the mud I told my mama I could Watch me put on for the hood Fuck a hater, ain't showing no love Fuck a hater, ain't showing no love Fuck a hater, ain't showing no love Fuck a hater, ain't showing no love Fuck a hater, ain't showing no love [Verse 1: Strap] Red [?] brown [?] Smoke a whole lot of exotic Walk in this bitch like I'm Gotti Popping this shit 'cause I got it [?] foreign, it come with recline This pimpin is one of a kind I'm balling, I'm balling, I'm splerging In Louis, [?] Fuck all you haters, ain't showing love Got out the streets, but I stay in touch [?] play with us Ain't graduate, but I ran it up Count me a hundred and band it up Bought me a Chevy and [?] it up Bought me a Cutless and [?] it up Beat up the cat while I'm standing up [Chorus: Strap] I got a check out the mud I told my mama I could Watch me put on for the hood Fuck a hater, ain't showing no love Fuck a hater, ain't showing no love Fuck a hater, ain't showing no love Fuck a hater, ain't showing no love Fuck a hater, ain't showing no love [Verse 2: Quez] I got a check out the mud I told my mama I would I'm charging a nigga the full price Nigga, I ain't showing no love I'm 'bout to put the whole hood on Come to your hood with my hood on They say you popping when you jocking They try to do it, but do it wrong Rolling up dope in a Porshe Bitch, I got dope on my shorts Me and the money getting married right now, we ain't getting divorced I got a bad bitch with me right now, ass fat as a horse I got that ball player money on me, nigga, like I'm playing a sport 'Bout to jump off the porch [Chorus: Strap] I got a check out the mud I told my mama I could Watch me put on for the hood Fuck a hater, ain't showing no love Fuck a hater, ain't showing no love Fuck a hater, ain't showing no love Fuck a hater, ain't showing no love Fuck a hater, ain't showing no love [Verse 3: Ali] I told my mama I made it Got a lil crib out in Vegas Fucked around, had a lil baby Bought my lil girl a Mercedes I got this shit out the gutter I got this shit from my brothers Now I take care of my brothers I told my mama I love her 'Bout to put that on a mansion The condo I live in so lavish I took my bitch out [?] Then flew her ass right back to [?] I got a check [?] I still be eating at Wendys I still be fucking these niggas' bitches, and they be so mad when they see me [Chorus: Strap] I got a check out the mud I told my mama I could Watch me put on for the hood Fuck a hater, ain't showing no love Fuck a hater, ain't showing no love Fuck a hater, ain't showing no love Fuck a hater, ain't showing no love Fuck a hater, ain't showing no love
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Credits
- Writers
- Strap
- Black Boe
- Ali of Travis Porter