Love T-Raww - Tyga

I don’t f*ck with nobody, about me

I don’t f*ck with nobody, about me

I don’t f*ck with nobody, about me

I don’t f*ck with nobody, about me

I don’t f*ck with nobody…

These b*tches love T Raww

Hatin,' need machine guns

All these nig*as they broke boys

And I push a Rolls Royce

Nig*as they don’t like me

I heard ni*gas they don’t like me

Man these bitches love T Raww

Only trust my Nina

King sh*t with my feet up

Kill a nigga with my song, but

Nig*as they don’t like me

I heard ni*gas they don’t like me

Man these b*tches love T Raww

Ridin' ‘round no plates

Schemin' tryin' to get paid

Lookin' for a f*ck date

Men lie, women lie

But not the numbers I make

Load up that Wild Boy

Call it MGK

Mind gone, don’t f*ck with me

Countin' dorms in the Middle East

38, Silence of the Lambs

Hello Clarice

My life need a DVD

Bags of money like the Money Team

Dress b*tches in all black

You could call them BET

These hoes in competition

Competing for a seat in VIP

These nig*as claimin' they poppin' bottles

They just holdin' that sparkle thing

Wrist on, I had a dream

Martin Luther I must’ve seen

Mixtape, mix ya body with tape

That’s what that green’ll bring

These b*tches love T Raww

Hatin,' need machine guns

All these nig*as they broke boys

And I push a Rolls Royce

Nig*as they don’t like me

I heard ni*gas they don’t like me

Man these bitches love T Raww

Only trust my Nina

King sh*t with my feet up

Kill a nigga with my song, but

Nig*as they don’t like me

I heard ni*gas they don’t like me

Man these b*tches love T Raww

Off season, no time to play

Nighttime, my time of day

I hustle hard like Ace and Wayne

Two shifts, I’mma need a raise

Carpool, stay in your lane

I’m blowin' up, that’s propane

These hoes want my last name

Not sitcom, this the House of Pain

No I don’t f*ck with nobody like celibates

I ride alone, I die alone

She give me head, that’s Tylenol

No dialogue, she play her part

My life a movie, no script at all

I darn say that I did it all, I did it all, so…

These b*tches love T Raww

Hatin,' need machine guns

All these nig*as they broke boys

And I push a Rolls Royce

Nig*as they don’t like me

I heard ni*gas they don’t like me

Man these bitches love T Raww

Only trust my Nina

King sh*t with my feet up

Kill a nig*a with my song, but

Nig*as they don’t like me

I heard ni*gas they don’t like me

Man these b*tches love T Raww