This Kinda a Love Song lyrics

[Intro]
(I love you)

[Chorus]
Keep f*ckin' that b*tch, keep f*ckin' that ho, yeah, I think I'm in love
Keep thinkin' to myself, "What am I doin', man, what have I done?"
My b*tch told me, "Let go of the drugs" and I told her, "I will, baby, trust"
Yeah, yeah, I'm just tryna have me some fun, I remember them days in them slums
Yeah, Redda had money, was never a bum
Think you're sizing me, you get hit with the drum
He keep talkin' that sh*t, pus*y boy, is you drunk?
I get money, get money, call me lil' Trump
Try me, we gon' hit you, lil' punk
Try the gang, hit that boy with a pump
In the Hellcat them drugs in the trunk
I just bought mе a new Louis trunk
I'm goin' insane, I'm on that X
'Cause I'm goin' insanе, I keep f*ckin' my ex
Everyday I'm collecting them checks
I just do it, just like Nike, check
And she screamin' my name off during sex
Everyday I wake up to that face, man, I'm blessed
She got white ass teeth, call it crest
That b*tch perfect, she good, she correct

[Verse]
Huh, no, I don't think that I could live without her
She way too bad, she way too beautiful, better than a Perc'
I'm 'bouta run up the bag and get me some millions, I spend 'em all on her
I'm spending a bag, but you know it's okay, you know I put in work
Yeah, I got a new demon girl and she got lil' Redda goin' insane
Yeah, I wanna marry this b*tch, but I'm not even knowing her name
I'm in love with this b*tch, yeah, I know I should leave her, I'm ready for pain (Yeah)
I know I should leave her, I feel like I just got hit by a train, oh
I'm in that Lamb' and I'm goin' too fast, b*tch, I might die
And you know that I'm getting that money, yo, where it that go?
Come and catch me outside, and I'm ridin' 'round town with that fire
Wanna f*ck with the gang, you could try, yeah, we gon' kill that lil' b*tch like a fly, yeah
Yeah, huh-huh, everybody got they bet on me
Yeah, it's a big drank, got that red on me
Talkin' sh*t, when I seen him, he fled on me
I stomp him out, he bled on me
I took his b*tch, she gettin' on me
She layin' down like it's a bed on me (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
She 'bouta give me some head on me (Yeah, yeah)
[Chorus]
Keep f*ckin' that b*tch, keep f*ckin' that ho, yeah, I think I'm in love
Keep thinkin' to myself, "What am I doin', man, what have I done?"
My b*tch told me, "Let go of the drugs" and I told her, "I will, baby, trust"
Yeah, yeah, I'm just tryna have me some fun, I remember them days in them slums
Yeah, Redda had money, was never a bum
Think you're sizing me, you get hit with the drum
He keep talkin' that sh*t, pus*y boy, is you drunk?
I get money, get money, call me lil' Trump
Try me, we gon' hit you, lil' punk
Try the gang, hit that boy with a pump
In the Hellcat them drugs in the trunk
I just bought me a new Louis trunk
I'm goin' insane, I'm on that X
'Cause I'm goin' insane, I keep f*ckin' my ex
Everyday I'm collecting them checks
I just do it, just like Nike, check
And she screamin' my name off during sex
Everyday I wake up to that face, man, I'm blessed
She got white ass teeth, call it crest
That b*tch perfect, she good, she correct