Citi Bike

Whatever

I tore my heart out of my chest

Just so we could be together

She blew me off like a feather

Fuck it then, fuck it then

I might **** her, I might **** a friend

Who the fuck cares anymore?

Who the fuck compares to this voluptuous succubus bitch?

Where the fuck are my keys?

Two, three dimes on me

No change, nah mean?

I do lie, yeah, I do lie

She probably got a new guy with her tonight

Well, fuck it

I need a drink and a bucket

And tell your girlfriends talking shit

That they can suck it

I fucking loved her

She told me I'm an asshole

Cold ass, but the ass though

Tell the jeweler never mind the wedding ring

Fuck her, fuck love, fuck everything

Fuck what you feel like

She got two friends in them skin tight

I'm heart broken but I still might

Three fine hoes on a motherfucking city bike, yeah

Look, this Hennessy get to talking to me

Tell me I got some bad bitches with better pussy

Ex hoes, old friends, now they plotting on me

We should all have an orgy

Yeah, it's hard to get lonely when that money on me

And that drink on me

Off the Xans, counting all my bands

It's hard to think 'bout you

Three freak hoes here will do anything for me

Bitch, I'm back in the field

Had to get my fit dirty

I don't need you

Got my name tatted to early, ha-ha

Cover that up, you ain't deserve me

I said, bitch, know you're dead to me

Fuck who you fucking on

Better not be fucking raw

I'ma have to cut you off

Bitch, I gave you everything

Everything

Fuck what you feel like

She got two friends in them skin tight

I'm heart broken but I still might

Three fine hoes on a motherfucking city bike, yeah