I got bad bitches in the hotel, wanna kick shit
White hoe call my home cell, on some dipshit
I know that you far gone, I can't fix it
I know when you call home, that you miss it
I had to let you know
That I can never fold
I know that bitches like to play me, never trust a hoe
I deal with this shit on a daily, I'm so pitiful
And if he talking on the gang, then we going to get him gone
She the type of bitch, to have you tripping
She the type of girl, you make your mistress
She the type of girl, to play the victim
She the type of bitch, you can't forget them
Had to
Take it back take a step
I'm Bryson Tiller, when I sing to you I make it wet
Every time I think about me leaving you I recollect
It's still fuck what them niggas see in you, this more than sex
I got more bitches than you can tell
Nine times out of ten, I'm probably cheating girl, you know me well
Fuck what them niggas say
You know that we prevail
I'm trying to see your face
I think I'm in a spell
She the type of bitch, to have you tripping
She the type of girl, you make your mistress
She the type of girl, to play the victim
She the type of bitch, you can't forget them
I got bad bitches in the hotel, wanna kick shit
White hoe call my home cell, on some dip shit
I know that you far gone, I can't fix it
I know
When you call home, that you miss it
I had to let you know
That I can never fold
I know that bitches like to play me never trust a hoe
I deal with this shit on a daily, I'm so pitiful
And if he talking on the gang, then we going to get him gone
She the type of bitch, to have you tripping
She the type of girl, you make your mistress
She the type of girl, to play the victim
She the type of bitch, you can't forget them