No Standards

Chopsquad I can't get over my pain, make you feel better (make you feel better) Fuck with niggas I know won't make you feel better (make you feel-) This is a lifestyle that I live, fuckin' with these different bitches And you tryna break my heart fuckin' with these different niggas (ooh) You know you can't get over me You know you can't get away from me (you know) You know bitches don't play with me (you-) You know, you know I know the consequences of my actions This shit real, I ain't even just rappin' Fuckin' with niggas that I know get back How I know that boy ain't smash? I know you with him 'cause he gotta sack You say you don't like no feelings attached I know that you lied, can't mix shit with facts, ho You think I'ma run back to you that shit dead Tell 'em how me and you be textin' each other, yeah So you told me you wouldn't fuck him, know you lyin', why you scared? You know I got a bitch, don't open your message, leave you on read Can't talk to you like I used to (ah-ah, yeah) Can't see me, you gotta pull up YouTube Even though my situation you lose (ah-ah, ah-ah, yeah) Fuckin' with your friend ex, nigga you screwed I know you tryna figure out who I'm talkin' about I told you I'ma spazz told me put the guns down You got 'em 'round your kids when they ain't around I can fuck on who I want, I'm famous now Got yo' friends all in yo' ear sayin' that I'm bad And you keep on listenin', it make me mad Keep on reminiscing make me want to slide It seem like that you sold your heart for a bag I can't get over my pain, make you feel better (make you feel better) Fuck with niggas I know won't make you feel better (make you feel better) This is a lifestyle that I live, fuckin' with these different bitches And you tryna break my heart fuckin' with these different niggas (ooh) You know you can't get over me You know you can't get away from me (you know) You know bitches don't play with me (you know) You know, you know Fuck this shit You broke my heart so many times, I was like, "Fuck a bitch" I just wanna get the money nigga for the fuck of it Fuck them other niggas that you fuck with, I don't fuck with them Tell your brother stay from around me 'cause I don't fuck with him They don't really want no war with me, it ain't enough of them You barely kinky but you a slut for him You ain't even that mean, but you tough for him You had me soft, I couldn't function it Only gave me pussy, wasn't suckin' it I heard the rumors who you fuckin' with I wish I found out sooner that you a dirty bitch Back to the basics, let's speak facts I was with you when I was sippin' Act' I doped you up, you has menthol swag Square, I don't ever wanna see yo' ass Yeah, I know I'ma dog that shit ain't fair (uh) Thought I'll be mad, I don't even care Now I put my new bitch on the Lear Diamonds in the air like chandeliers If she around then I'm aware You say "only him," you lyin' again Bluetooth in the coupe, you need to pair That hoe shit was in the air (air) If your friend's a ho then you's a ho Wherever you go, I know they go Don't follow your dream, you follow bankrolls Yo' ass so fake, thought you was ten toes I can't get over my pain, make you feel better (make you feel better) Fuck with niggas I know won't make you feel better (make you feel better) This is a lifestyle that I live, fuckin' with these different bitches And you tryna break my heart fuckin' with these different niggas (ooh) You know you can't get over me You know you can't get away from me (you know) You know bitches don't play with me (you know) You know, you know (you know)