Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Please stop hitting my phone
I been doing better, I'ma stay on my own
I don't even talk about the shit that I know
If she ever wanna see me, she can come to my show
And y'all got me, yeah
I spent a couple weeks off it, yeah
But your boyfriend a bitch, I promise he not shit
I'ma be fine, better check in on him, yeah
Fuck my ex, give her my best
As soon as I get money, bet she prolly upset
I'd give 'em all four years for a cigarette
I take it all back, tell me where the drinks at
Fuck my ex, give her my best
As soon as I get money, bet she prolly upset
I'd give 'em all four years for a cigarette
I take it all back, tell me where the drinks at
I ain't goin' to hell, not yet
Fuck it, I prolly paid my debt
Still watchin', it's 'boutta make my day
Get fucked, I got it all my way
And did he figure it out?
I could tell him what you told me about
Next track about a whole new bitch
(Next track about a whole new bitch)
I spent, way too long on this, fucking song
You don't, get shit from me I'm, fucking gone
Thanks a lot for the, fucking call
I ain't, picking up but you, prolly knew that shit
I met a lot of people like you
Do me a favor don't ever worry bout what I do
Imma get drunk and fuck up the whole day
Bitch I'm never 'boutta stop till somebody get paid
Fuck my ex, give her my best
As soon as I get money, bet she prolly upset
I'd give 'em all four years for a cigarette
I take it all back, tell me where the drinks at
Fuck my ex, give her my best
As soon as I get money, bet she prolly upset
I'd give 'em all four years for a cigarette
I take it all back, tell me where the drinks at