Sick and tired, pissed me off, and that's the last time
I remember all the shit you don't from last night
If he run up on me, he gon' have a bad time
Call me names and play these games, i guess that that's fine
Well that's fine
Guess that shit was my bad
Blaming me say i'm that
Play him like an ipad
Pussy wanna cry back
Really wanna try that?
Thinking we won't find that
We won't let him climb back
Really think he all that
Turn him to a hashtag
Pussy wanna backtrack
Bitch im making fat stacks
Bitch im making racks
Ra-ra-racks
Run up we gon' smack back
We gon catch him la-a-ack
Run up we gon' smack back
Ur fucked up, then u send me all the text now
U say ur mad. and u tell me im a let down
Im just a fuck up, walkin with my head down
I said i loved ya, then i had to walk outt
Didn't mean to do it
U say (love me), tell me that ur stupid
And, i've been moving on
Happy that ur gone
Won't admit ur wrong
I can't stand it
I don't wanna talk no more
U made me so damn sore
Ima let u walk out the door