Chris Staxxx - Fuck Love

Staxxx is that nigga
Smoke blunts wit my liquor
Mix gin wit the Henney
I'm twisted
Vegas my town
Take me a pound
Break that shit down
Nigga I flip it
Them niggas ain't wit it
Them niggas some bitches
I'm all about paper
Stacking these riches
Leave snitches in stitches
And handle my business
Nigga I'm ruthless I'll kill off the witness
The love of the money
Fuck Love I get money
Fuck love I get money
Fuck love I get money
That bitch gave me pussy ain't get none from me
Fuck love I get money
Fuck love i get money
Fuck love I get money
These bitches ain't bad they jus boujie and bummy
I'm not no magician
Doin no tricking
U niggas don't listen
U niggas some dummies
Don't fuck wit fakes impostors posers
Necks get slashed like guns of roses
You'll bleed out like broken noses
Gotta camera on the chopper niggas takin poses
I'm takin over
I got the oz
Niggas trippin
They do not know me
Pistol to his stomach if the nigga owe me
Staxxx not friendly
I'm not ya homie
Hustle get racks all by my lonely
It's time to eat
Cuz yo nigga hungry
Running these streets
Burning these pounds
Money like mayweather wit the 12 rounds
Stand for yoself and I tell u sit down
U didn't kno then but i bet u know now
Bitch
Fuck Love I get money
Fuck love I get money
Fuck love I get money that gold diggin bitch didn get none from me,
Fuck love I get money
Fuck love I get money
Fuck love I get money These hoes on the strip tryna get them some money
No tips for these hoes they got different objectives
Niggas be hatin dont know your perspective
I'm up here spitting
You getting the message
Obtain your dominance
Fuck the recessive
Got your baby moms on deep throat
Nigga got tools home depot
Staxxx is that nigga
Pull triggers for figures
I'll shoot yo ass twice like a freethrow
Finish that nigga like MK
Ain't no Jordan or jackson jus MJ
That kush that be all on my membrane
Got my head leaning like I got ten chains
Yea that shit insane
Triple explicit no censorship
Workout my dick like a membership
Smokin that Kush dont remember shit
And if the nigga wanna trip then I'm off the hip
These niggas ain't talkin bout money I'm changing the topic
Spitting these lyrics like venom
These bars are toxic
Fuck love I get money if that bitch a virgin I'm poppin her cherry
She talkin bout marriage yea that shit is scary
Jus give me some green and some birds like I'm larry
Fuck Love I get money
Fuck love I get money
Fuck love I get money
That bitch gave me pussy ain't get none from me
Fuck love I get money
Fuck love i get money
Fuck love I get money
These bitches ain't bad they jus boujie and bummy

Written by:
Jacob Gutierrez

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