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Scatch on the beat Court case come on a Monday, Tuesday Won't be there and that's all on you PA Beats Rah, it's BKay, ya know I went to a church in the south and I swear they said they'll take my soul Have you ever been snaked by a friend then just for the clout they'll do it again? Shut up fake friends, I beg you just spare me (PA Beats) Have you ever been snaked by a friend then just for the clout they'll do it again? (Rah, it's BKay, ya know) Beg you just spare me Shut up fake friends, I beg you just spare me They told me I couldn't and I wouldn't They told me I'll never but I told them that's easy (light work) The ones that hate me the most are the ones that jump when they see me, that's neeky (dickhead) I put one hand on my heart and I swear, I'll never do me how they do me And the day that he tell me he loves me I swear I'll jump off the roof and shoot me (I don't want love) How many times must I say that I don't want man and I don't want love? (ayy) The only love that I want is the big man sitting on the right up above (that's right) And I swear them girls chat bad on the net And said all now they can't fight me (where they at?) They're the same girls moving all mad Wanna take a quick pic'? Just get right behind me And it's mad, mad, mad, mad how them girls see me and move bitter I'm a brown skin lookin' all cute, but they love my pics, but they hate me on Twitter (bait) And it's mad how they hate on me but I couldn't care less, I said, "Fuck it and so?" Go hide your man real quick, there's a creep outside called Ivorian Doll Go find your man real quick 'cause he will get whipped if I give him my hand Don't find yourself too dissed 'cause your man got whipped, it was part of my plan And I won't dip-dip on your friend, that's dead 'cause I don't wanna end in pen (pen) But I will dick-dick on your man instead, that's mad 'cause you heard what I said You're whipping, the slip-in, your dick in Girls in the end can say that they beat it (yuck) Did someone say that their balls itch? Stinking, go ahead and just treat it (ugh) Ain't got time for your dickhead antics Ain't got time for your lies there too Court case come on a Monday, Tuesday Won't be there and that's all on you A guy got poked, a guy got cheffed The cut is bleeding down on his leg What you gonna do when the mandem pull up? Would you really say what you said? Hands on the Bible, hands on the chest Hands on your head then hands on arrest No, didn't bust that case, you didn't Bro didn't lie, that's good, that's best Behind them bars, did you have some time to reflect on the bullshit crap you've done? Behind them bars, did you peep yo' girl have the mandem link up? Ask your mum I didn't watch them movements there 'Cause I ain't your girl no more, that's done On to your new thing, moved on quick But your karma came real quick, have fun You'll be back but that's all on you though Don't need to plan it, Mars, Pluto I didn't want no man in the first place Don't want me? Calm, cool though Move to the left, I'll walk on the right When you see me, don't come and grin your teeth Made a new friend, got the pengest bae It's a guy you know, and a guy named Keith (Have you ever-?) Have you ever been snaked by a friend then just for the clout they'll do it again? Got the timeline popping again, I swear on my mums, I'm due to go pen (mad) What you know about dissing on chats but loving my face when you see me on road? (fan) On my life, the truth to be told, they're zipped to my mouth 'cause I'll never expose I'm dashing and runnin' in booths Full time work, it's a full time hustle Going quick 'cause I never wan' struggle Life is a mess, tryna fix it like puzzles To the opps, stop tweeting, I'm blessed You're watching my life, your thing is a mess We're calm, less stressed, I'm blessed The situation, I may need to reassess I went to a church in the South, and I swear they said they'll take my soul (trap mash) Runnin' on a Sunday, Monday, Tuesday Trapped in a closet, trapped in a hole I don't wanna talk too much I don't wanna talk too loose 'cause the mandem know I don't wanna know them now, I don't wanna claim that church, long, foul No yellow card, straight to the red I don't wanna know, straight to the bed On to the next, I'm onto the next, I don't need stress, I'm onto the next Shut up fake friends, I beg you just spare me Come like we're George and Lennie More like blood like we're Tai and Kehinde Rumours flow, I beg you just spare me Beg you just spare me Shut up fake friends, I beg you just spare me Beg you just spare me (beg you just spare me) Shut up fake friends, I beg you just spare me
Writer(s): Bryan Tshibangu Kabengele, Vanessa Mahi, Abigail Asante Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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