I Don’t Mean

Oh (Mike Free on the beat), ayy

I don't mean to be so blunt, but bitch, you goin' up
I don't need you, but I want you, I just wanna fuck
If you keep it playin', you can have me more than once
Bring your hotties for my homies that we won't cuff
I don't mean to be so blunt, but bitch, you goin' up
I don't need you, but I want you, I just wanna fuck
If you keep it playin', you can have me more than once
Bring your hotties for my homies that we won't cuff

We the new Cash Money, so we gon' stunt
We the new No Limit, make 'em say, "Uh"
I'm the new JAY-Z out the projects
She gon' give that brain to me if she got sense
We the new Bad Boy, I'm like a Puff Daddy
I'm the greatest even if I never get a Grammy
We the new GOOD Music, we just sound better
I'm just playin', I'm just sayin' who could touch my level?
Mike Free supply the beats, I hit him with the treble
I can't even fit your baby momma in my schedule
I got show after show, this shit gettin' hectic
GIP to Lil Money, long live Betty
Made it out the projects, we are not pathetic
Homies in the pen said everything was goin' steady
Every time I took a loss I had to go and get it
Every time I took a loss they used a ho to get me

I don't mean to be so blunt, but bitch, you goin' up
I don't need you, but I want you, I just wanna fuck
If you keep it playin', you can have me more than once
Bring your hotties for my homies that we won't cuff
I don't mean to be so blunt, but bitch, you goin' up
I don't need you, but I want you, I just wanna fuck
If you keep it playin', you can have me more than once
Bring your hotties for my homies that we won't cuff

I wanna know, could you be my fiance? Mmm
Made in America, come be my Beyoncé
I wanna know, could you be my fiancée?
Made in America, come be my Beyoncé
just be my lil' entrée
Hide your kids, I go ape shit, Harambe
I wanna know, could you be my fiance?
Made in America, come be my Beyoncé
just be my lil' entrée
Hide your kids, I go ape shit, Harambe