Jide-Kun - Playboi Herbo (No Love)

Mega, you played that boi
Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah
I cannot love on no thottie
I cannot love on no thottie
Hold up, you said you eighteen
You better show me some ID
I’m peeling off with the stick
I might just catch me a body
Stacking them M&M’s
I might just go kamikaze
She brought a friend again
Waiting for me in the lobby
And my new whip issa virgin
Push button cherry Rari
I cannot love on no thottie
I cannot love on no thottie
Speakers knocking, bumping Herbo
But I’m posted by my lonely
Then I made a couple bands
Niggas acting like they know me
So they envy, won’t avenge me
Got the hammer but I’m lowkey
At the age of seventeen
Niggas knew I was an OG
And we ain’t from New Orleans
But I’m posted with my wodies
They was 9 clutching 9’s
And them guns was not for showing
They would up it, let it blast
These old niggas think we joking
You ain’t guide us in the past
Now you wanna act like homies
But yall wishing for my downfall
Stomach: Timmy turning
All these niggas dirty pussies
Fuck with them, they’ll leave you burning
Caught her snorting Justin Bieber
So I know she found her purpose
If she high, then I don’t fuck
Nigga I’ll just curve em
And if you ain’t get no money nigga
You ain’t got no purpose
Soft white in my Off-White
Back when I was serving
Said if you ain’t get no money nigga
You ain’t got no purpose
Talking tough, but you online
And you’re pockets hurting
Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah
I cannot love on no thottie
I cannot love on no thottie
Hold up, you said you eighteen
You better show me some ID
I’m peeling off with the stick
I might just catch me a body
Stacking them M&M’s
I might just go kamikaze
She brought a friend again
Waiting for me in the lobby
And my new whip issa virgin
Push button cherry Rari
I cannot love on no thottie
I cannot love on no thottie

Written by:
Michael Jide

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