I Don't Want - Hotboii

No, I don’t want to love no more

Learned all these hoes just gon' come and go

All I need is guap when I’m alone

Rather keep my Glock and never trust a soul

No, I don’t want to love no more

Learned all these hoes just gon' come and go

All I need is guap when I’m alone

Rather keep my Glock and never trust a soul

Can you see me?

Yeah, I make a bitch wonder, Stevie

Is he really getting commas?

Could he be?

Dripped up in designer easy

Ride on a fuck nigga like cement

Slide on a fuck nigga like Heelies

I’m totin' that rod no matter the weather

I keep an umbrella like RiRi, uh

Beefin' 'bout a bitch, he lame, he tellin'

Fuck the whole gang for some fame, she did it

How the bop bitch keep sayin' I’m trippin'?

Rock Dolce &Gabbana, no lace, you killin'

In my own lane, V8, no switchin'

This a dirty game, you ain’t playin' with beginners

Jumped in the water, he say he swimmin'

Smiley8 keep the rod, go fishing, yeah

Niggas mad at me 'cause they niggas dead

I don’t give a fuck, I don’t feel 'em, yeah

Put my heart on rocks, got me sippin' on red

I been gettin' money, ain’t been gettin' no rest

I love bein' out, I just wanna go in

Lately, I been sipping on Henn'

At the top, it get lonely

'Cause at the top, it ain’t really no friends

No, I don’t want to love no more

Learned all these hoes just gon' come and go

All I need is guap when I’m alone

Rather keep my Glock and never trust a soul

No, I don’t want to love no more

Learned all these hoes just gon' come and go

All I need is guap when I’m alone

Rather keep my Glock and never trust a soul

Picture me walking 'round with my hand out

Even when I was on my dick, I ain’t stand down

I ain’t savin' no bitch, I don’t care now

If she wanna be a ho, let her be a ho

When the smoke go up, it get aired out

All they see a nigga up, they wan' be here now

When I was on the ground, store was your whereabouts

You don’t even know, nigga, I don’t even know

Oh, hollows in my clip explode

Three-story house how a nigga switch floors

Mama know I sip lean, say it’s killin' me more

Drop dick on the bean, got her feelin' me more

How Hot got a Glock everywhere that he go?

Five shots, can’t let a nigga play with me, no

Spray a whole clip, then sit there and reload

Thought his wrongs were his rights, he don’t never see wrong, yeah

Hotboii everywhere, he don’t never be 'lone (I can go from A to Z)

Let 'em shine for a minute, knew it wouldn’t be long, ayy (Put an end to that

shit real quick)

Ayy, we ain’t shop when I was in, thought you wanted me gone, ayy (Shit,

I thought you wanted me gone)

Cut the fan on (Lady)