Lyrics

You and i H0e gon talk about she wish the best for me Nah don't-don't wish the best for me b! tch Ion give a f*ck about you f*ck you Go overdose on some pills or some sh! t I'm tryna break your f*ckin heart b! tch Uan really love a n*gga from the start b! tch Especially when the times was going hard b! tch You kept tripping like uan wanna play your part b! tch Uan even hold me down when i needed you Always blocking a n*gga number i cant speak to you You be acting like a jit you a petty h0e When you wanna f*ck other n*ggas i already know h0e you be ready to go And you be asking me questions like who i'm sleeping with I be f*ckin them b! tches that you be tweeting with Promise to make you look stupid every chance i get Now how it feel being friendly with all the h0es i hit You took advantage when i said you kept imbalancing me You knew by straining my weakness how to keep damaging me Even nutted in you almost got you pluged too I thank the lord uan get pregnant h0e f*ck you You try to play me like i'm stupid like i'm Clueless b! tch you and i both know that i'm a player Ion no what i was thinking when i went out there to save you I be thinking about you when i'm Supposed to be thinking about the paper Now you be venting all on twitter tryna start sh! t You and i both know that i am heartless Getting money selling all these shows h0e imma artist too easy To get these b! tches was gon break your heart regardless b! tch You really thought i was finna love you forever i lied You keep telling me you moving on to somebody better like imma cry And i hope that same n*gga break your heart too and cheat On you f*ck another b! tch same night pull up and skeet on you F*ck all that sucker sh! T aint wishing you the best b! tch i'm tryna rip your heart B! TCH Aye listen f*ck n*gga et me make it clear it Ain't like you made me p*ssy n*gga why you angry Acting like you hurt you showing wat too much emotions Like a b! tch up in a skirt steady lying like you worth sh! t I let you hit it raw i feel stupid sent them b! Tches round you felt for it like a groupie Posting all those pictures now you all on b! tches d! Ck and you told me don't worry bout them p*ssy n*ggas make me sick B! tch you make me sick how you play me victim ian crying Bout no d! ck wont never f*ck again won't let you put me in no mix P*ssy n*gga watch yo mouth speaking on me state a fact You done booked a couple shows and now you don't know how to act Don't make me call my brother have him go off in your sh! T you talking with that h0e you know you traced of a b! tch Thank God i ain't get pregnant we ain't gotta share no kids And if i ever see you out the b! tch you know just what it is You really thought i was finna love you forever i lied You keep telling me you moving on to somebody better like imma cry And i hope that same n*gga break your heart too and cheat on you F*ck another b! tch same night pull up an skeet on you F*ck all that sucker sh! t ain't wishing you the best b! tch I'm tryna rip your heart right out your chest B! tch!
Writer(s): Marvin Beauville, Shauntrell Pender Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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