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[Hook: Cozz] I don't keep tabs on these bitches I close the tab on these bitches Won't give no cash to these bitches I'll leave yo ass in the parking lot Won't call a cab for these bitches I don't give a damn bout these bitches I don't give a damn bout these bitches I'll leave yo ass in the parking lot I don't keep tabs on these bitches Won't call a cab for these bitches I don't give a damn bout these bitches I don't give a damn bout these bitches I'll leave yo ass in the parking lot [Verse 1: Cozz] I just don't care, don't call a cab Don't have a care for these bitches I don't give a damn if I had a van, I would still dance on these bitches I don't give a damn I know your plan I'm not a fan of these bitches I know the plan of you bitches, you is just after the riches So I do not care if it's dark or not I'll leave yo ass in the parking lot So baby girl please do not talk a lot Spark the pot, take a drink yeah we got Ciroc Got the Dr. Phil When I author shots, I'm like Dr. Phil I make her problems stop, let me cop a feel When I was talking shots, I meant liquor, nigga Words get mixed up and the cops will kill But nah for real, you ain't gotta chill You in college still, pop a pill Drink something then walk it off 8 miles ain't nothing to ya' like Papa Doc I guess it is when you're off a lot And your neck itch , you're off a lot Only my palms itchin' Y'all niggas know y'all broads trippin' Tryna hop up in my whip, I just got it for the low I'm about to get some tint So you hoes never know who be ridin' in my shit [Hook: Cozz] I don't keep tabs on these bitches I close the tab on these bitches Won't give no cash to these bitches I'll leave yo ass in the parking lot Won't call a cab for these bitches I don't give a damn bout these bitches I don't give a damn bout these bitches I'll leave yo ass in the parking lot I don't keep tabs on these bitches I close the tab on these bitches Won't give no cash to these bitches I'll leave yo ass in the parking lot Won't call a cab for these bitches I don't give a damn bout these bitches I don't give a damn bout these bitches I'll leave yo ass in the parking lot [Verse 2: Bas] I don't give a damn bout these bitches I'm bout to close up the tab I’m too black to hail you a cab I can't ride the train with these bitches Cause Bas a boss, I eat Italian every day Clear the scene and make it vacate Kill the show and hit the road Me and my nigga Cody got it locked down like a figure 4 More like figure 40 And them bitches know we don't fuck 'em slow We don't finger shorty's, they already horny You ain't fucking, that's a clever joke I don't chase bitches, I fuck 8 bitches This past week I got really lucky, on Wednesday Just ask Meez, I was backseat with two bad freaks It was that easy, liquor flow I got a henny motive Smoke a pound of dope and make it back easy Never trust a nigga where I'm from a nigga love a nigga Do him that greasy, for the love of money Color money paint the streets red Don't dangle bread for the least fare Cause all a nigga need is time One dime that you fond of and you lined up One time, won't look twice, your time's up So I just hustle, work and grind Cause all these niggas rather see me dead And all these hoes ain't worth a dime For real, combined [Hook: Cozz] I don't keep tabs on these bitches I close the tab on these bitches Won't give no cash to these bitches I'll leave yo ass in the parking lot Won't call a cab for these bitches I don't give a damn bout these bitches I don't give a damn bout these bitches I'll leave yo ass in the parking lot I don't keep tabs on these bitches I'm supposed to tap on these bitches Won't give no cash to these bitches I'll leave yo ass in the parking lot Won't call a cab for these bitches I don't give a damn bout these bitches I don't give a damn bout these bitches I'll leave yo ass in the parking lot