Amore lyrics

[Intro]
Yeah, yeah (Fft)

[Verse]
Ain't no comin' last, n*gga
Check the stats, n*gga
Money counter, sh*t go fast, n*gga (Yeah, yeah)
Where my cash, n*gga?
Matter fact, where my bag, n*gga?
My b*tch bad, n*gga
Chrome Heart tags, n*gga
Still can't lack, n*gga
Gen5, tucked in my bag, n*gga
Got high, almost crashed the lil' Scat, n*gga (Skrrt)
Bih' got ass with her (Fah)
Break her back, n*gga
My lil' n*gga gon' shoot like basket
Heard he want smoke, bet we can match it up
b*tch drop down, she eat up
It's a Perc' 10, yeah, let geek up
I'm smokin' on good reefa
Talkin' 'bout guap, it's nice to meet ya
Balenci', that's my beaters
Don't really f*ck with features
New hoе, I call her wockesha
This chop' run down, get hеat up
Freak hoe, she wanna be my mi amóre
G-Got cheese like Little Caesars, n*ggas so cheap like IKEA
Twin got drop, okay lets P' up
Coupe all black, inside it's neon
She wanna f*ck me, yeah, like right now
Ran outta gas, I'm tryna re-up
Hoe wanna f*ck like, "When I'ma see ya?"
And the coupe all black like Madea
Whole gang on top, yeah, whole 'nother tier
Counted me out now I gotta T' up
n*ggas be capped out, here go the tee
I got a sharp shooter named Mateo
He want a 16, gotta pay the fee
I'm shootin' 16, like Navy Seal
I broke her heart, gave her time to heal
Stay wit' that Glock on me, this sh*t real
Walk down on gang, I'm king of the hill
I'm tryna change, I'm kickin' the pills
I-I make it rain while I'm in the club
I'm with Lil Swap', yeah, throwin' up dubs
f*ck that hoe, yeah, it was what it was
Said, "I'm Lil 6", her friend wanna f*ck
Send that boy 6 feet, dead in the mud (Blatt)
Roll a 3.5, Kevin Durant
And his life you can't get it back
n*ggas be capped out, chill with the stunts
I'm in a Lamb' truck doing 'bout 200, tint it's all blacked out can't even front
I'm in the trap now, throwin' them packs out
n*ggas be so broke can't even front 'em
We got them gats out, twin finna spazz out
f*ck n*gga talk down, turn 'em to lunch (Woo, woo)
All my sh*t add up, pockets on fat, oh yeah
I do push-ups, turned into Gunna
I-I got so high last night, almost crashed my whip, oh yeah
But I barely remember
I bring the smack down, pus*y good back down, I beat her back down
Now she with him
Way that I ball so hard in the store, oh yeah
I was damn near breaking the rim
f*ckin' this bad hoe, think she a pornstar, yeah
She keep tryna make a lil' film (Bee, bee)