"Do You Love Me?" lyrics
(feat. Lil Tjay)
(Yoshi)
[Lil Tjay:]
You want a six-figure nigga, girl, that's not me
I'm gettin' big checks, I know they wan' stop me
I know they wan' see me below, they wan' drop me
I know, yes, I know, girl, I know these streets wocky
Do you love me? Girl, you know they out for my top
If I fell off tomorrow, would you hold my spot?
I know bitches don't love me, they out for my guap
I ain't gon' never tell them what it's not
I was taught never tell, so I forgot
Money long, might just pull up in a drop, okay
Chasin' them digits, I can't wife a thot, no way
Niggas be steady actin' like they fans, so hey
Hope you're having a wonderful day
I been focused on runnin' them plays
[Rich The Kid:]
She on my neck like a necklace (Ice)
I'm in her mouth like a dentist (What?)
All this paper like I print it (Print it)
She want me to fall asleep in it (Yeah)
Baby, come closer, closer (Closer)
The pussy, it taste like peaches (Peaches)
Brain so good, she a genius (Genius)
That head so good, I need it (I need it)
R.I.P. to the hoes I used to see (They dead)
Me and my money done growed up
Nah, for real, we can't fold up
Fuck a bitch and make her blow up (Blow)
She hot as hell, I gotta snow up (Rich)
[Lil Tjay:]
You want a six-figure nigga, girl, that's not me
I'm gettin' big checks, I know they wan' stop me
I know they wan' see me below, they wan' drop me
I know, yes, I know, girl, I know these streets wocky
Do you love me? Girl, you know they out for my top
If I fell off tomorrow, would you hold my spot?
I know bitches don't love me, they out for my guap
I ain't gon' never tell them what it's not
I was taught never tell, so I forgot
Money long, might just pull up in a drop, okay
Chasin' them digits, I can't wife a thot, no way
Niggas be steady actin' like they fans, so hey
Hope you're having a wonderful day
I been focused on runnin' them plays
Hundred plus, that's just to fuck up the stage
Niggas broke and dirty, nothin' to say
Fly, rich, and young nigga, stuck in my ways
Steady workin', can't get stuck in a wave
Runnin', runnin', yeah, whatever to do
'Cause I remember havin' nothin' for days
Say I love you, then I'm drummin' for you
They was jokin', it's no lovable stage
That's your bitch, then why I'm fuckin' her, huh?
City bitches do what have you amazed
Turned her up 'cause I was fuckin' with her
Hard worker, so I gave her a raise
She a vibe, but still it's nothin' with her
It don't ever feel like rushin' with her
Model bitch, yeah, I be clutchin' for her
Run up in person, I'm bustin' for her
[Rich The Kid:]
Racks, they all on me (Racks)
Baguettes, they all on me (Baguettes)
Your bitch be all on me (Yeah)
Been a minute since I been out in Paris (Paris)
Bad kid, I went to Alden Terrace (Bad)
Too rich, I can't be embarrassed (Embarrassed)
Spent a dub on a fit, ain't wear it (Ain't wear it)
Young niggas havin' (Havin')
Runnin' these plays, no Madden (No Madden)
New Richard Mille, that's an Aston (Aston)
New bulletproof truck, no lackin' (Skrrt)
She told you it's over, she callin' me like, "Come over" (Come over)
I got a chauffeur, bring it back, not the Rover (Yeah)
[Lil Tjay:]
You want a six-figure nigga, girl, that's not me
I'm gettin' big checks, I know they wan' stop me
I know they wan' see me below, they wan' drop me
I know, yes, I know, girl, I know these streets wocky
[Lil Tjay:]
You want a six-figure nigga, girl, that's not me
I'm gettin' big checks, I know they wan' stop me
I know they wan' see me below, they wan' drop me
I know, yes, I know, girl, I know these streets wocky
Do you love me? Girl, you know they out for my top
If I fell off tomorrow, would you hold my spot?
I know bitches don't love me, they out for my guap
I ain't gon' never tell them what it's not
I was taught never tell, so I forgot
Money long, might just pull up in a drop, okay
Chasin' them digits, I can't wife a thot, no way
Niggas be steady actin' like they fans, so hey
Hope you're having a wonderful day
I been focused on runnin' them plays
[Rich The Kid:]
She on my neck like a necklace (Ice)
I'm in her mouth like a dentist (What?)
All this paper like I print it (Print it)
She want me to fall asleep in it (Yeah)
Baby, come closer, closer (Closer)
The pussy, it taste like peaches (Peaches)
Brain so good, she a genius (Genius)
That head so good, I need it (I need it)
R.I.P. to the hoes I used to see (They dead)
Me and my money done growed up
Nah, for real, we can't fold up
Fuck a bitch and make her blow up (Blow)
She hot as hell, I gotta snow up (Rich)
[Lil Tjay:]
You want a six-figure nigga, girl, that's not me
I'm gettin' big checks, I know they wan' stop me
I know they wan' see me below, they wan' drop me
I know, yes, I know, girl, I know these streets wocky
Do you love me? Girl, you know they out for my top
If I fell off tomorrow, would you hold my spot?
I know bitches don't love me, they out for my guap
I ain't gon' never tell them what it's not
I was taught never tell, so I forgot
Money long, might just pull up in a drop, okay
Chasin' them digits, I can't wife a thot, no way
Niggas be steady actin' like they fans, so hey
Hope you're having a wonderful day
I been focused on runnin' them plays
Hundred plus, that's just to fuck up the stage
Niggas broke and dirty, nothin' to say
Fly, rich, and young nigga, stuck in my ways
Steady workin', can't get stuck in a wave
Runnin', runnin', yeah, whatever to do
'Cause I remember havin' nothin' for days
Say I love you, then I'm drummin' for you
They was jokin', it's no lovable stage
That's your bitch, then why I'm fuckin' her, huh?
City bitches do what have you amazed
Turned her up 'cause I was fuckin' with her
Hard worker, so I gave her a raise
She a vibe, but still it's nothin' with her
It don't ever feel like rushin' with her
Model bitch, yeah, I be clutchin' for her
Run up in person, I'm bustin' for her
[Rich The Kid:]
Racks, they all on me (Racks)
Baguettes, they all on me (Baguettes)
Your bitch be all on me (Yeah)
Been a minute since I been out in Paris (Paris)
Bad kid, I went to Alden Terrace (Bad)
Too rich, I can't be embarrassed (Embarrassed)
Spent a dub on a fit, ain't wear it (Ain't wear it)
Young niggas havin' (Havin')
Runnin' these plays, no Madden (No Madden)
New Richard Mille, that's an Aston (Aston)
New bulletproof truck, no lackin' (Skrrt)
She told you it's over, she callin' me like, "Come over" (Come over)
I got a chauffeur, bring it back, not the Rover (Yeah)
[Lil Tjay:]
You want a six-figure nigga, girl, that's not me
I'm gettin' big checks, I know they wan' stop me
I know they wan' see me below, they wan' drop me
I know, yes, I know, girl, I know these streets wocky
