Il testo della I don't love her (freestyle)

Ay, monty, ayo dice i don’t know what the fuck is going on man ayo, man they call me zoowap from the bando fetty wap, zoozoo, zoovier, ay look ay i play with them drums, my bitch, she on the organ and she mvp, assist her right and she scoring left her other nigga, he was broke and was boring 12&22nd, used to trap on the corners i ain’t saying i was rich but big zoowap could afford it now my money longer, i rock robins and jordans and i know these niggas mad two pairs of jeans their apartment where the fuck was ya’ll at when big zoowap was starving had to make it happen, twenty niggas in an apartment i ain’t had no fucking help, i put that on my mama lb got me in the trap, every day it was harder started serving every day, then, my sack got larger remy boyz, niggas know we making it harder bag mounds of work, send the shit way farther i be in the trap tryna keep my eyes open da fucked up tryna throw the trial on me gotta watch for the fuck niggas tryna plot on me got the drop from his bitch, say he tryna ride on me he deserves to slowly die with his eyes wide open he deserves to slowly die with his eyes wide open pull up on these niggas, start to swerving ay, remy boyz, niggas know it perfect ay i’m scoring on these niggas, steve kerr ay, baby i ain’t even got insurance ay, sipping on the lean got me slurred ay, get you fucked up for the 30 ay, monty don’t approve that i’m kerr hit this three pointer, steve kerr, squad!