Letter To My Ex (feat. 02Mook & De7)

A-O-X-nine

Listen, ****, okay, you gotta hear me, though

Every time I talk, ****, you gotta hear me, though

Every time I pop out, you gotta hear me, though

Bitch blowin' up my phone, but I ain't tryna hear the hoe

Sucka ****, blowin' up my phone, I had him on the floor

Stupid **** talkin' on my name, I had to get him gone

Finna fuck this one big booty bitch, and I'm like

Finna fuck this one big booty bitch, and I'm like

Come here, throw it back, lil' baby, I'm just tryna see how it go

Stupid **** on my name, but I had this bitch tryna hoe

Say you had to miss it when you pull up, you ain't had no cho

Stupid bitch lied to me, and now she gotta hit the road

My ex bitch is hella broke, I know that bitch kinda sad

Had a bitch beat her ass, and now my feelings tryna glide

Pop the door, I catch a sucka **** while he playin' Madden

And if I don't gotta pole up in this party, you know I get to stabbin

I only hit the bitch once, don't know why the bitch get to braggin

Pop a **** in his head, I had him flyin' like Aladdin

I'm not a coach, but I'ma call a play this like I'm John Madden

Say you claimin' that bitch, but she don't claim you, that's tragic

You know the bitch can't stay, I told the bitch to get to packin

Demonic on the trigger with the reaper motion

Soul dead, so I don't give a fuck about emotions

Got the five-five-six trigger twitchin, finna get to smokin

Let the draco spit, get the goofy croakin

Bitch to the left of me she tryna get the potion

Hit it from the back, got this girl moanin

Never had a fuck to give, cause I'm broken

Snuck up in a stolen whip, and got him hit

Call it Trojan

Snuck up in a stolen whip, and got him hit

Call it Trojan

Demonic on the trigger with the reaper motion

Soul dead, so I don't give a fuck about emotions

Got the five-five-six trigger twitchin, finna get to smokin

Let the draco spit, get the goofy croakin

Bitch to the left of me she tryna get the potion

Hit it from the back, got this girl moanin

Never had a fuck to give, cause I'm broken

Snuck up in a stolen whip, and got him hit

Call it Trojan

Snuck up in a stolen whip, and got him hit

Call it Trojan

It's like my dad taught me, ****, I just hit it, then I pass it

**** try to get up in some luxury shit, and then he crash it

Check the bitch neck, and then pass it, Steve Nash it

And that's the remix, so you know I'm finna trip

These **** talkin' crazy,spin the block, get that **** hit

**** be eatin' the bitch out after I fucked her, that's sick

And then you pay the bitch to suck your dick, ****, that's some shit

And when your family member die, ****, you ain't slide you's a bitch

I started point guard, wasn't shootin, had to sit him on the bench

But ****, every time I pop out, you gotta hear me though

Bitch blowin' up my phone, but I ain't tryna hear the ho

Suckin' ****, blowin' up my phone, I had him on the floor

Stupid **** talkin' on my name, I had to get him gone

Finna fuck this one big booty bitch, and I'm like

Finna fuck this one big booty bitch, and I'm like

I'ma throw it back, lil' baby, I'm just tryna see how it go

I got like 30 seconds left, but you know this shit finna go

**** be makin' all these lil' diss songs, they not goin

Patrick Mahomes up on the field, cause all these **** know I'm throwin

The bitch is sayin' that she love me, so I told her bitch to show it

Listen, but if you speakin' on the mob, or Park Lane, I'm finna trip

Punch a blood out, and guess what, that **** crip

You **** need to stop talkin' out, you **** ain't on shit

I'm in a car, I'm clockin' woods, I'm gettin' sucked up by my bitch

Yall, it's Lil' Dame, ****

I'm in a car, I'm clockin' woods, I'm gettin' sucked up by my bitch

Yall it's Lil' Dame, ****