Letras

(Weaver) Damn Ay, ay First off, fuck my old bitches Deletin' the pictures and block you on Insta' Tell you the truth, don't know why I hit you Man, it had to be them jeans, Lord knows I was trippin' One thing I hate is a liar Bitch, try to play me now, we smokin' on Miah Said you was gon' ride, guess you need a new tire Bitch, the pack with Keshana, that shit too fire I be smokin' all my exes Ain't from Houston, can't get no textes Told Deadea, "Hit the road, girl, I ain't gon' sweat you" My opp bitch play, so you know I left her Fuck shh, she tried to put a baby on me I don't know how you mad at me, when you used to fuck the homies Nek got my name on her, she barely even know me Told Mimi she a secret, better stop all that postin' Yaya thinks I'll love Soon as I get home, I'ma put her in the wood Hurt my feelings, man, I wish a bitch would Say you leavin' me, bitch, I'ma say "Good" (hey) My hoe LaKate blow me up Only time I answer when a nigga wanna fuck But fuck Teka, she tried to play me like a duck Tried to tell my sidewhore, she knows what's up Who I smoke? All of my exes On a real, bitch, I wish I never met you Fuck my mans, bitch, I send 'em at you That's why I ran off with yo' taxes Bitches ain't shit and I ain't either I always cheat first, just in case you cheatin' I play tit-for-tat, bitch, I'ma get even By the time I'm done, ho, you gon' say I'm evil Fuck Taja, fuck tia, fuck Brittany Don't miss these hoes but they miss me Know I'm too slick, think a nigga pimpin' Killed that pussy and her friend was a witness Now her friend wanna let me hit it You know I ain't shit, Big Whop did it Court' now in my DMs tryna get it Meka too wild, let me nut on her titties Simone says real so she got it tatted Fuck the stripper bitch that's too ratchet Know I had to hit it when I saw that ass clappin' I done ran through so much of mascara I know Kila still mad at me Thought she was gonna be the one, shit tragic Never met Bri mama, she still call me Daddy We smokin' on opps, but these bitches still gas Shh, shh, shh, shh, shh Ay, ay, Big Whop in this Fuck you bitches Ay, ay, ay, ay, ay You ain't gotta smoke the opps, mayne Sometimes you can smoke the thots, know what I'm sayin' All these bitches real people that I listed Man you gon' search this shit up Rollin' up the hoes right now Q3, you rollin' one up, Brent, roll one up, Spinz, you roll one up Yeah, man, we smokin' these hoes man Bink Gang man, niggas know what the fuck goin' on, man
Writer(s): Anthony Williams Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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