[Chorus]
Up in the 36 in the past 2 weeks
I f*cked a few hoes that i met on the internet
They tried to impress me with them Gucci shoes
Bitch i ain't really into that
Hotel room start to look like a runway
Save no hope friday f*ck a sunday
I know, i know she wants me for my clothes my dior lookin' lovely
[Verse]
4 white hoes in the back of the Humvee
[?] all these hoes wanna cut me
All girls are the same pretty girls still ugly
No good for me, no good for me
In the last 3 weeks, up in the 36 tryna find these freaks, i know
It's wrong, and heartbreak is real, but so are the pills
So i cannot feel whole
No good for me, no good for me
No good for me, no good no good
They adore me, but they don't love me
They adore me, but they don't love me
She [?], straight from the source
Clothes brand new you ain't seen them before
She know i got the jewels, 2Pac Shakur
Lean got her passed out on the floor
I need some more
I'm getting bored of the same old drugs and the same old hoes
I need something for my nose
(No good for me, no good, no good for me, no good)
[Chorus]
Up in the 36 in the last 3 weeks
f*cked a few hoes that i met on the internet
Couple of these hoes tried to impress me
Got Gucci shoes look bitch i ain't into that
My bedroom start to look like a runway
Save no hope friday f*ck a sunday
I know, i know, she want me for my clothes my dior lookin' lovely