[Hook: Vince Staples] When intensity is risen women end up having children By niggas who didn't love in the first place Gave it up on the first date, now she fucked in the worst way We don't love these hoes
[Verse 1: Vince Staples] She was cute, was only tryna fuck her though But I broke the rules, so now I gotta come for hoes Told her from the jump, that I wasn't into loving hoes And she wouldn't be any different from my other hoes Since a young nigga, I knew she would become a hoe Eighth grade year, sucking dick behind the bungalows Daddy had a bunch of dough, paid her no attention Only paid the whole tuition, gave her extra cash for spending She was fiending for the type of life she wasn't given Hanging with them shady niggas in and outta prison Thought a baby was the perfect way to keep his interest Soon aborted when she saw he wasn't fucking with it Cold nigga, gut checked, but she rolled wit it Packed up, left home, took her soul wit him Now it seems that she's only good for one thing The one thing that we all need Eyes dry, but her heart bleed
[Hook x2] When intensity is risen women end up having children By niggas who didn't love in the first place Gave it up on the first date, now she fucked in the worst way We don't love these hoes
[Outro : SK La Flare] We don't love 'em We don't love 'em Nah, we don't love 'em Fuck that hoe We don't love 'em She gotta go We don't love 'em Get your bags bitch Get, huh Get your bags bitch In that motherfuckin' wig, hoe Yeah, bitch Ya hear, they call you Kobe Bitch, they call you Kobe, yeah You got the [?] for the [?] Pass the rock, rock ! Oh, she you sister nigga ? AaaaahhhhhTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
