Paroles

Now what's the problem He rich like batman then i'm robin I take control that nigga sobbin You know the music got me whiling Been on the court you know i'm balling And if I leave that nigga calling I told my ex he got a problem And now i think i gotta solve him (Solve him) I don't fuck with them It's been a minute since since i went off I came back put the gun on I ain't talking remy ma but i pop the gun off In my text niggas and you dummies need to fuck off Bitch pop it pump all Hella bands on a nigga that's an aventador Pull up in a 22 and already done driven four Niggas stay on the same these niggas listen more I don't lie on no ex fuck am i fibbing for I just threw hella shade I'm letting that nigga know Playing all on this game but you not winning ho Coming for the big two and three and i'm wanting four Nigga know you miss me I know that you want some mo Hmmm Hm Hm hm hm You niggas always got a problem I'm not sitting in them columns Don't you cry when you see me now I should've been left that town And now you niggas on the ground (Bitch) Remember this 123 so you know I'm wanting four Jayden gon bad Jayden really want some more I don't fuck niggas i be fucking with the whores Got a lot of niggas but i never been a whore Still throwing shade at my exes that's the thing And if the shoe fits ring a ding a ding You niggas really mad You niggas really lame The head wasn't good the teeth were in the way (Haha)
Writer(s): Jay Sagi Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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