Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah She asked me Riddy do you love me? I said Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah She asked me Riddy do you love me? I said No No No No way hoe I can’t ever love no thot I want too many hoes Put it on my mama and my set I’m gonna count these O’s And I think my pistol Might be gay ’cause I know that bitch gob’ blow Woah Woah Where’d yo brains go Tryna get that picture with me better catch my angles Catch my angles Bitch these diamonds dancing’ on me like they tango Ain’t a single place out here that Riddy can’t go Fuckin’ on that hoe and you know that shorty thankful Yeah I got hoes Switch ‘em out like switchhin’ clothes You should know I don’t really care ‘bout X and O’s In the home baby let me come and go Play these hoes,treat her like a pick and roll Yeah Baby bussin’ Hit that bitch like it ain’t nothin’ Ten on me I pass a bitch right to my cousin Smoke ‘em like a roach if these boys is bugging’ (Huh,yeah) I’m ballin’ on these hoes like I’m Andre Drummond (Wooo) Wait Where’d I go? Counttin’ cash! Getting’ rich! You gettin’ sad! I got a blonde bitch! She call me dad! Wait that was yo bitch? That’s not my bad! Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah She asked me Riddy do you love me? I said No No No No way hoe I can’t ever love no thot I want too many hoes Put it on my mama and my set I’m finna count these O’s (uh) And I think my pistol might be gay ’cause I know that bitch gon’ blow Woah Woah Where’d yo brains go Tryna get that picture with me better catch my angles Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah She asked me Riddy do you love me? I said No!