:tf (feat. southsidesilhouette)

Yeah (Uh, uh-uh)

Yeah (Uh-uh, uh-uh)

Yeah (Uh, uh-uh)

Yeah

Leave her with a sad face

It ain't nothin' to give a bitch a bad day

Balling too hard, go check the stats, bae

I know this ho want me for my racks lately

Yeah, I did her the worst way

This that Dior verse, ayy

Boss her up, boss her up, then kick her to the curb, ayy

I know this won't work, ayy

She just see my worth, ayy

I know this ain't working, baby

You ain't never met a shooter, baby

I'ma shoot him any situation

All my **** shooters or they shooters on occasion, yeah

This bitch like to boot up, yeah, we boot up on the daily

I can pick and choose to play it cool

You know I'ma slay the baddest ho in every room

I might pay the fee to fuck the bitch but I'm no fool

Got took out of class and got arrested for my tool

Bitch, I was born to break the rules

I was born to break her back and feed a bitch out to the wolves

They weren't there when I had nothin' at all

Got this bitch on my dick, I'm paid in full

This bitch crying, I got me an onion roll

Leave her with a sad face

'Cause I'm getting money now, it ain't no bad days

I remember all them **** turned they back, ayy

Now I carry this lil' shit, it make my back ache

Got her mad, got 'em mad, I'm counting cash, bae

Get out my damn face

You talking down but you broke, you out your damn place

I'm with my bros and they ready to leave no damn trace

Upping that fye in your damn face

Shawty tryna' bring me down but she can't

She tryna' vent

Now she trying shit

It's okay cause I got her so attracted

Now she tryna' repent

But that's not how it go

That's not how it go

Got me feeling gold

Put my blee in a ashtray

And I leave that ho with a sad face