She don't want no scrub nigga (Great John on the beat by the way) Look, look She said she don't want no scrub nigga But since we got a bag, she been tryna fuck with us She stuck up on the gang like a sticker She wants a Mr. Fame, we just tryna get richer She said like "ouu, what's up, let me kick it witchu" I'm with the gang, who you bringing with you? And I ain't tryna know your name, I ain't tryna kiss you And after this, I might just forget you She like "when you finna pull up on me, hit it off" She said she want some Fendi, Chanel, and Louis Vuitton Her man mad, said he tryna get it on I got a choppa on me, don't get hit up for a broad Her best friend know all the words to my songs She said she fell in love, said she finna get involved These bitches pick and choose, and that's why they getting tossed They hate to see me win, they love to see me take a loss And I know she don't really really fuck with me She seen a lil cash and now she's claiming that she stuck with me I be in the cut like a buck fifty Shorty never held me down so she's never getting up with me She said she don't want no scrub nigga But since we got a bag, she been tryna fuck with us She stuck up on the gang like a sticker She wants a Mr. Fame, we just tryna get richer She said like "ouu, what's up, let me kick it witchu" I'm with the gang, who you bringing with you? And I ain't tryna know your name, I ain't tryna kiss you And after this, I might just forget you Yea, yea, she get lit, and she gon' let me hit The type to run yo' pockets tryna make you spend a brick You ever seen her dance she do better on a dick I pulled up with my mans and she pulled up with a bitch I know they only want me 'cause they heard I'm getting rich She loves to send me pictures of her ass and her tits My cuzzo said he clicked, said he met her on the strip So I know she be hoeing, I know she gon' do the clique So fuck it, I ain't loving, imma sit and take a sip I'm counting up these hunnids, I ain't worried bout a bitch Look, fuck it, I ain't loving, imma sit and take a sip I'm counting up these hunnids, I ain't worried bout a bitch She said she don't want no scrub nigga But since we got a bag, she been tryna fuck with us She stuck up on the gang like a sticker She wants a Mr. Fame, we just tryna get richer She said like "ouu, what's up, let me kick it witchu" I'm with the gang, who you bringing with you? And I ain't tryna know your name, I ain't tryna kiss you And after this, I might just forget you