Six Feet Under

[Verse 1: The Weeknd] Ask around about her She don't get emotional Kill off all her feelings That's why she ain't approachable She know her pussy got a fanbase A couple niggas with a suitcase Suit and tie niggas who play roleplay When it comes to money she play no games [Pre-Hook: The Weeknd] She lick it up just like a candy She wanna make them leave their family She trying to live a life so fancy She wanna pull up in a Bentley She ain't got time for lovin' (Lovin') Louis Vuitton her husband (Husband) She rather die in lusting (Lusting) She rather die in the club, 'til she [Hook: The Weeknd & Future] Six feet under she gon' get that fucking paper Six feet under she gon' get that fucking paper Six feet under she gon' get that fucking paper You know how she get down, pop it for a check now Six feet under, six, six feet under (That fucking paper) Six feet under, six, six feet under (That fucking paper) Six feet under she gon' kill me for that paper Not the type to fuck around, gonna turn that ass around [Verse 2: The Weeknd] She don't depend on anybody Know just what to do with her own body Counting all that money like a hobby She don't give a fuck about nobody And she got her whole crew poppin' And she bend it over like she got no back bone Got a couple niggas blinging up a trap phone She don't need nobody waiting back home, she got it [Pre-Hook: The Weeknd] She lick it up just like a candy She wanna make them leave their family She trying to live a life so fancy She wanna pull up in a Bentley She ain't got time for lovin' (Lovin') Louis Vuitton her husband (Husband) She rather die in lusting (Lusting) She rather die in the club, 'til she [Hook: The Weeknd & Future] Six feet under she gon' get that fucking paper Six feet under she gon' get that fucking paper Six feet under she gon' get that fucking paper You know how she get down, pop it for a check now Six feet under, six, six feet under (That fuckin' paper) Six feet under, six, six feet under (That fuckin' paper) Six feet under she gon' kill me for that paper Not the type to fuck around, gonna turn that ass around [Post-Hook: Future] Gonna turn that ass around Oh murder, oh murder Gonna turn that ass around Oh murder, oh murder [Bridge: The Weeknd] Real love's hard to find So she don't waste her time So she don't waste her time, oooh You ain't gon' catch her crying She ain't gon' lose her mind She ain't gon' lose her mind 'Til she.. [Outro: Future & The Weeknd] Six feet under she gon' kill me for that paper ('Til she) Six feet under she gon' kill me for that paper ('Til she) Six feet under she gon' kill me for the paper Not the type to fuck around, gonna turn that ass around