[Intro: André 3000]
I told that bitch, I told that bitch,
I told that bitch, I told that bitch,
I told that bitch, I told that bitch…
Yeah, this for the niggas with Benzes and the niggas without ‘em.
Scram, ho!
[Chorus: André 3000]
I told that bitch, ‘Ion give a fuck about a Benz, bitch!' [3x]
And I don't want no bitch who need to have that kinda friendship.
I told that bitch, ‘Ion give a fuck about a Lamb, ho!' [3x]
And I don't want no bitch who need that kinda nigga,
Scram, ho!
[Bridge – x2]
[Future:]
These cars don't mean shit, these hoes don't mean shit,
These clothes don't mean shit, these shows don't mean shit.
[André 3000]
Whatchutola? What, whatchutola?
Whatchutola? What, whatchutola?
[Verse 1: Future]
Graduated from the fabricated sabotages,
Conversated with a lady goin Lambo crazy,
Bitch, you better cut it, shawty, I'm bout to cut you off,
Oh, you greedy in Tahiti, I just seen your flaw.
Aye, tell that girl you bout to settle, what you tired of,
Aye, see how she react when you're no longer in your Beemer,
Then she find out that the Bentley wasn't really rented.
Can you sell a kilo? Help a nigga move a kilo.
Oh, you want the private jet to take a flight to Rio,
Can't no Maybach prevent a nigga from makin mula.
Oh, you gold-diggin' diggin graveyard loser,
Ain't none of my cars American, King of Zamunda.
Let's have a heart-to-heart, drink wine, make art,
Backseat of the Benzo, the AMG,
Can you love a thug is all make believe,
Pure fantasy, I see through it easily.
[Chorus: André 3000]
I told that bitch, ‘Ion give a fuck about a Benz, bitch!' [3x]
And I don't want no bitch who need to have that kinda friendship.
I told that bitch, ‘Ion give a fuck about a Lamb, ho!' [3x]
And I don't want no bitch who need that kinda nigga,
Scram, ho!
[Verse 2: André 3000]
I told the girl, I'm bout to sell the Porsche, I'm tired of it,
She go and told these folks I'm goin' broke, a smile poured
From my lips, ‘cause if I'm broke, it's only hearted,
Broken records from broken English, that's all it.
Hol' up and if I were, why, would you throw a party?
Affection is so convenient when ballin,
Correction: these hoes don't mean it when fallin',
I guess that's why Lois can't be with Clark Kent,
Fly on a nigga back while he Superman,
But if I'm in a wheelchair, you still there?
Stop searchin' for words, I feel stupid, man,
The shit is the Pittsburgh, I still care.
White button downs and Emory scrubs,
Had to write her birthday down because my memory sucks,
But this shit comes back up like some acid reflux
Or a Michael Jackson jacket with some plastic zippers.
I was zippin' through the city and Ion give a fuck,
1994 Toyota Land Cruiser because
That bitch ain't never broke down on me, why would I do that to her?
Simplism, symbolism, I'll pull up at a club,
And might not never buy a new car again, if I can help it,
‘Cause if I buy one, they gon' sell ten, then what I'm left with?
Throw a nigga one on the strength, then we might could talk,
Till then I will ride my fuckin' bike or walk,
Eh?
[Chorus: André 3000]
I told that bitch, ‘Ion give a fuck about a Benz, bitch!' [3x]
And I don't want no bitch who need to have that kinda friendship.
I told that bitch, ‘Ion give a fuck about a Lamb, ho!' [3x]
And I don't want no bitch who need that kinda nigga,
Scram, ho!
[Verse 3]
[Future:]
I told that girl, I told that girl tell the truth,
Say she the realest bitch I ever met, then show me some proof,
These girls be droppin these lies, these girls be makin shit up,
She don't wanna stand in my line, she tryna come to the front.
[André 3000:]
Yeah, she love her country but hate American cars,
For the shape of them, he'll have you know all of ‘em bitches is foreign,
If yellow seems to be the color in fashion,
What happens to all of this good black pussy he keep ignorin'?
The world told him don't shit rhyme with orange,
The girl only is with him because he's tourin'.
Well, go on angel, I don't blame you, don't hang yo head,
I know it's survival for you, get it like an IOU.
[Future:]
She's so materialistic,
I'm just enjoyin life, I'm livin life, you know?
That worldwide pussy, yeah, worldwide pussy, yeah!
Pull up at this girl's crib bumpin Lil' Boosie, yeah!
[Chorus: André 3000]
I told that bitch, ‘Ion give a fuck about a Benz, bitch!' [3x]
And I don't want no bitch who need to have that kinda friendship.
I told that bitch, ‘Ion give a fuck about a Lamb, ho!' [3x]
And I don't want no bitch who need that kinda nigga,
Scram, ho!
[Bridge – x2]
[Future:]
These cars don't mean shit, these hoes don't mean shit,
These clothes don't mean shit, these shows don't mean shit.
[André 3000]
Whatchutola? What, whatchutola?
Whatchutola? What, whatchutola?
[Outro: Future]
We drive these cars on the regular,
This life that I live is incredible,
We gon' be fly whenever, we gettin richer forever.
Without these foreign vehicles can we still gon' be together?
Tell me.