Lyrics from Snippets

[Intro]
Yeah
Yeah, yeah
Damn

[Chorus]
Think I'm losin' the ho
I ain't never pick-and-choosing a ho
My gang make too many moves
My hands count too many blues
Never put my whole soul in a bitch
Bought love and I sold all the shit
Me and my money like a pole and ya bitch
You talk sweet 'cause you know what it is

[Verse]
'Cause you know I run with the check, though
Me and my gang move like we Death Row
Swear these little hoes not even special
Had to call the pluggy up, call her next, though
Had to call up Kiki and Lashanda
I ain't tell her that I fucked on hеr momma
Tell them bitches add it up, I got problеms
Then I touch that bitch right in her tonsils
Steady countin' up all of this bleu cheese
I just gave her a Ben, then she blew me
Then her man find out, tryna shoot me
But he ain't even know I shoot just like 2-3
Shootin' hollow tips, the clip a anaconda
Somebody hurry up and bring him to the doctor
That n***a tried to touch me, shoulda had a proctor
You the type to get stuffed inside a locker
Think I'm lettin' out the soul of a beast
Backwood put my soul all to peace
Shit, I'll pull a fuckin' pole on a priest
Swear these drugs control all of me
I'm just tryna get this dance 'fore the lights out
Tryna figure why I'm here if yo' ass gone
Swear to God you was real, you my backbone...