"Thug Love" lyrics

Hit her with the thug love
Show her what a rider do
She don't like lightskins
Bae I don't like 'em too
Pep Guardiola persona
I'm tryna manage you
Henny or lean when I'm sippin'
It's never Malibu

No I don't beef over bitches
But I'd clap for you
Guess that's just my pride kicking in
And I really love the trenches
But don't like where I've been
I need a girl that understands me
Every queen need a king
She got the brownest of skin
Open up I'm coming in
When you ride, take your time
Grip your waist while you qwin
Throw it back when I'm behind
Pretty girl do your thing
I swear I hate when I'm in jail
But I'm the richest on the wing
I feel like Big Mulli
I'm with Dooley, it's off the top
Baby, fuck your ex and them niggas
They all washed
I ain't gotta say
Go ask, I let it off
Diamonds on me hittin'
My VV's don't stop
Can I pull up on you?
You should stay for the night
And I'm on my way to Paris
You should hop on this flight (Neeoom)
And she get her own bag
Diamonds... Big swag
I ain't in the mood
But she gon' make it alright

Hit her with the thug love
Show her what a rider do
She don't like lightskins
Bae I don't like 'em too
Pep Guardiola persona
I'm tryna manage you
Henny or lean when I'm sippin'
It's never Malibu