No Chances (Remix) lyrics

[Pre-Chorus: Baby Rich]
You got some nerve for sayin' that I'm for the streets when you know that them deals ain't cheap
I sit back and observe how she go outside every week and stop answerin' her phone after 12
Baby, love is a purge, them hollow tips fly at your cheek, please don't give me a reason to urge
We get that pay like the 1st and the 3rd, my family was broke but I'm breaking the curse

[Chorus: Baby Rich]
You the reason I don't take no chances, love sh*t dead, I don't f*ck with romantics
Only give a f*ck when it come to advances, girl you show my love, shoulda know you take advantage
You the reason I ain't take them chances, hold a n*gga down but it feel like baggage
Lotta fake crime, girl I'm done with your antics, all that love sh*t dead, I don't f*ck with romantics

[Verse 1: Blueface]
Blueface, baby
She keep calling and calling and calling
Just leave me a message, I'm balling
I can't trust no b*tch, they all out like a carpet
I'm wiping her tears with the bills and the blues
(Wah, wah, wah) Said that sh*t for your boo (Mm-mm-mm)
We could never be cool (Mm-mm-mm)
How would you like if I do you like you? (Mm-mm-mm)
Say that sh*t for the birds (Mm-mm-mm)
Kick rocks and eat dirt (Mm-mm-mm)
We could sell on the cruise, n*ggas swim this way get hit with the pool
Stick with me if I sit by the pool
It's a nice car, my b*tch creaming and coupe
Whips back to back, we bust out the coupe
I'm missing the roof and she missing her tooth
Pretty lil' b*tch, boy, you know that she cute
You got your nerve on your b*tches a bird
If she was with me, she get kicked to the curb
All I got for her is what she deserved
[Pre-Chorus: Baby Rich]
You got some nerve for sayin' that I'm for the streets when you know that them deals ain't cheap
I sit back and observe how she go outside every week and stop answerin' her phone after 12
Baby, love is a purge, them hollow tips fly at your cheek, please don't give me a reason to urge
We get that pay like the 1st and the 3rd, my family was broke but I'm breaking the curse

[Chorus: Baby Rich]
You the reason I don't take no chances, love sh*t dead, I don't f*ck with romantics
Only give a f*ck when it come to advances, girl you show my love, shoulda know you take advantage
You the reason I ain't take them chances, hold a n*gga down but it feel like baggage
Lotta fake crime, girl I'm done with your antics, all that love sh*t dead, I don't f*ck with romantics

[Verse 2: Baby Rich]
I don't trust these b*tches, they be acting suspicious, shawty claim that she miss me (Claim that she miss me)
When she ain't with me she be suckin' on another n*gga di*k, then try to come kiss me (Uhh)
She want me to pull up to the crib, never dolo, b*tch, it's just me and my blicky (Uh-ha)
I done seen too many signs, I done tried to be faithful, but it just don't fit me (No way)
What's a good girl if she can't be consistent?
What's a down b*tch if she can't come and look me?
No knife in my back, they just do me like Ricky
Solid like sugar so love can be tricky
Might tell a lie, but she told me many, might look like a dime, but she ain't worth a penny
No, I'm not perfect, but these hoes be different
When it's time to show loyalty, these hoes gon' miss me

[Pre-Chorus: Baby Rich]
You got some nerve for sayin' that I'm for the streets when you know that them deals ain't cheap
I sit back and observe how she go outside every week and stop answerin' her phone after 12
Baby, love is a purge, them hollow tips fly at your cheek, please don't give me a reason to urge
We get that pay like the 1st and the 3rd, my family was broke but I'm breaking the curse
[Chorus: Baby Rich]
You the reason I don't take no chances, love sh*t dead, I don't f*ck with romantics
Only give a f*ck when it come to advances, girl you show my love, shoulda know you take advantage
You the reason I ain't take them chances, hold a n*gga down but it feel like baggage
Lotta fake crime, girl I'm done with your antics, all that love sh*t dead, I don't f*ck with romantics