Letras

Hate I even told you I was done with you, cause I'm not done with you Sometimes I get alone, wish you, was coming through Penthouse suites, so we can meet, I'll show you something new My favorite color red, but nowadays shit getting blue Can we stop this How this shit get so toxic Every time you with your friends, I'm the topic Calling my phone, screaming at me bout some nonsense When I put you on that block list, don't ask bout me Gladly cut you off proudly Baby you cannot get in, don't want no negativity around me Took me time, but now I realize you are not my type of bitch Mind games and mind tricks on me, and now I see I fell for it Thought you was in love with me, you loving me because I'm rich Wanted you away from me, so I went on and packed your shit Want a 6 figure nigga Must be off the liquor Always gotta watch what I say, she get triggered Body like her mom's, but her face like her sister Tapped in with her friend cause I know her ass bigger Know me so don't play with it If I ask for the tongue, put your face in it Bank open on my phone, you see straight digits Even if the pussy good, I can't lay in it, no, no If I fuckin', don't call back Just understand I passed on you Don't sub-tweet on Instagram Quick to block a bitch with an attitude In the club throwin' ones, in the mall spending 50s Don't ask about a ex if you don't see em' with me My waiting list long, I got hoes tryna get me If you wanna make the team, show that ass and some titties Took me time, but now I realize you are not my type of bitch Mind games and mind tricks on me, and now I see I fell for it Thought you was in love with me, you loving me because I'm rich Wanted you away from me, so I went on and packed your shit
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