Love & Hip Hop lyrics

[Intro]
It's Philthy, n*gga
Fake love
There's a whole bunch of that sh*t goin' around
n*ggas could keep it, though
Huh
Look

[Verse]
Side ho in LA in the condo (Is that right?)
Hundred thou cash on me, I need nine mo' (Ayy, I need that)
Never listen to a broke n*gga convo (Never)
VVSs on my neck, no rhinestones (Bust down)
Four pockets full like I'm from Atlanta (4-P-F)
sh*ttin on these appers, I ain't got no manners (Uh-uh, n*gga)
I ain't in the club if I ain't got no hammer (I keep it on)
Whole squad savage, rest in peace Santana (Ayy rest in peace)
Still throwin Tech up in the two liter (Syrup)
Packs of gelato, n*gga, who need it? (Kill zone)
That b*tch skinny dippin' cause the pool heated (b*tch)
They passin' out pistols to the school teachers (It's Phil!)
They think I got a sponsor, I'm in all this Gucci (Design)
Young fly n*gga like I'm son of Lucci (Why's that?)
Bad asian b*tch lookin' like Hiruchi(b*tch)
Nobu in Malibu, order me the sushi (Eat it up)
I used to f*ck that b*tch on the air mattress (Swear to God)
My brother just called for a care package (Free Jay Pay)
Homicide, tryna use a scare tactic (Is that right?)
I keep a tuck spot if they dare jack us (It's Phil!)
Lies in your raps, I gave them the truth (I gave them the truth)
A hundred pair of Rays, I gave 'em to the youth (I gave 'em to the youth)
I only wore 'em once so they was barely used (I swear to God)
No I ain't make the paper, I ain't make the news (It's Philthy, n*gga)
n*ggas locked up, doin' all day (Solid)
"Will you accept the charges?" what the call say (Hello?)
A b*tch down at the garden on Broadway (Stomp down)
And the b*tch at Mitchell Brothers named Shorty (It's Phil!)
Fashionova all on my Portland b*tch (Is that right?)
She like when I record her while she suckin' di*k (She like that sh*t)
Make sure you count the money 'fore you turn a trick (Ayy, do that!)
And you can get some money with my other b*tch (Trill)
Miss Nicki baby lookin' thick as f*ck (She know she is)
Yeah, I be in her DMs 'cause I'm tryna f*ck (You know I am)
I heard she was a hustler, we could run it up (Run it up)
And turn my main b*tch into a runner up (b*tch, you a runner up)
Love & Hip-Hop on the big screen (On the big screen)
b*tch, this a eighty-inch, it cost me ten Gs (It cost me ten Gs)
Pull up on Sem and get you ten kis (And get you ten kis)
Royalty salon, come get a quick weave
It's Philthy