[Vontee The Singer]
I don’t even care no more, don’t even care no more
I do not care no more un unh
I do not care no more yeah, I do not yeah

[Vontee The Singer]
She doesn’t care no more
I can tell from the way that she talk to me she acting weird again
Hope she ain’t doggin’ me
I switched my number up, she keep on calling me
I get the feeling this ain’t gon work out
I popped a Perc and I sweated my shirt out
I’m in that pussy, it feel like a work out
Only The Family with me like Durk out
This is K, this not a Drake
Endеd up fucking this bitch by mistake
I was just fucking this bitch to some Drake
Call up thе movements and clear the perimeter
I know some Apes, let’s jump in the Wraith
She love all that Bloody shit, let em get into her
Let’s skip the small talk, gimme that face

[Vontee The Singer]
I’m getting head in the back of a Bentley truck I’m having plenty of cash
And plenty of bitches they know and you niggas ain’t rich as us spend about ten of them racks
I flooded the wrist with baguettes now she trying to give it up
Ain’t a thing you know better than she, on the real girl who better than me
Shawty too bad she a Pisces, I let you suck it don’t bite me oooh
She licking me up like an Icee
I can tell that you like me, you know what to do to excite me

[Chow Lee]
She look at my neck and she look at my wrist and say that she feeling me high key
She keep telling me this pussy expensive, that’s cool this dick is pricey
I wish I knew the truth, are you fucking with me for real
She said I wish you would tell me you love me when you sober you only love me off pills
It’s hard, baby I’m scarred, you driving me crazy, put me in park
How was it love story from the bar
I bought you a shot, I was shooting my shot ha ha
Baby I’m top 5, you sexy as hell you a top dime
I had to pay the promoters to get my son in the club his name Glock 9

[Vontee The Singer] {Chow Lee}
I had enough of this, I cannot love a bitch
Until I’m truly ready and willing
If I give my trust to a bitch and she lie to me I ain’t gon be so forgiving
Play with him, don’t play with me baby
He a simp I won’t break the rules baby
You can leave I ain’t chasing you baby
I’m a pimp you replaceable baby
Love to win and I hate to lose baby {No Sir!}
I’m in the Mercedes I’m driving it crazy {Like skrt!}
Throwing it back like she trying to have a baby
Pussy tasty, she a slut {Yup!} and a lady, slap her butt {Yup!}
Cause you wavy can I fuck? She said maybe {That’s enough!}

[Chow Lee]
She said maybe, that’s a yes codeine crazy, that’s my cup
And she call me a slut cause I’m outside, she the definition of a slut
And she call me crazy when I’m outside, she call me I ain’t picking up!

[Vontee The Singer]
She doesn’t care no more
I can tell from the way that she talk to me she acting weird again
Hope she ain’t doggin’ me
I switched my number up, she keep on calling me
I get the feeling this ain’t gon work out
I popped a Perc and I sweated my shirt out
I’m in that pussy, it feel like a work out
Only The Family with me like Durk out
This is K, this not a Drake
Ended up fucking this bitch by mistake
I was just fucking this bitch to some Drake
Call up the movements and clear the perimeter
I know some Apes, let’s jump in the Wraith
She love all that Bloody shit, let em get into her
Let’s skip the small talk, gimme that face