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Credits
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FattMack
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Mckenzie Haynes
Lyrics
Lyrics
Yeah, Fatt
That we, Never Knew Each Other
Never Knew Each Other
Never Knew Each Other
Yeah, Yeah, Ayy
Really, we can just pretend, that we never knew each other
Tired of getting back together, tired of treating you like you special
Give your love to someone else (Bitch)
Hit my phone like you ain't been the same, you don't want no one else
Soon as I left, shit start getting better, life stopped being stressful
Thought you was my angel, you was sent to me, straight from the devil
Glad I'm covered in the blood, fill my double cups of mud
Told ma dukes, that who I was, she start slowly giving up
I've been running out of love, I've been running out of trust
I've been running out of drugs, I just hit my own plug
Told my daddy I'm in war, this shit for real, I need your gun
I got boulders on my shoulders, not no chill, this shit a ton
I tell Marky, ain't know we gon' win, could we the chosen one
I done pulled out every bitch, I fuck, these ****, still my son’s
Let’s go stick for stick, blick for blick, let’s go drum for drum
If you believe that hoe, that said, “I'm broke”, then you a dumb one
Cause you can't have no funyun, if you ain't get no munyun
Cheese, I put bitches on they knees, she know I'm gon' fuck her good and leave
Pop out at your party, big ass ARP pistol, in my jeans
I put snap hats on with anything, don't tell y'all I'm a queen
I been balling like I'm in the league, can't name a bitch I need
Tried to pop your shit on live, and came back trying to cry to me
Bitch, you knew I was a shiner, you was blind and you ain't see
I'm that same ****, around real killers and when it’s only me
Ask my Auntie, I was really at the dice game in my pampers
I grew up with drug dealers, they ain’t set no good example
I’m locked in with millionaire’s, I just feelin' better there
I walk in and **** in this bitch is starin' I might flash, bloom, blam
Really, we can just pretend, that we never knew each other
Tired of getting back together, tired of treating you like you special
Give your love to someone else (Bitch)
Hit my phone like you ain't been the same, you don't want no one else
Soon as I left, shit start getting better, life stopped being stressful
Thought you was my angel, you was sent to me, straight from the devil
Glad I'm covered in the blood, fill my double cups of mud
Told ma dukes, that who I was, she start slowly giving up
I've been running out of love, I've been running out of trust
Written by: Mckenzie Haynes