JB, I missed you

Nice to meet you, I'm sorry

I'm just here to do my job

Nice to meet you, no running

Please don't fear me, I'm just karma

Uh, we used to be fine

Now she show off on the 'Gram, I don't trip, I don't pay her no mind

You better get yours, you know I'ma get mine

Just give me her friend, I ain't wastin' no time

I should've saw the signs, now I gotta deal with the pain that's inside

You ain't gon' find another me but try

'Cause you know that I'm the rawest of them guys

But I ain't gon' sweat it, met a new baddie, she say I'm poetic

If she try to leave, I promise I'm gon' let it

And she a hunnid, money, I can bet it, uh

Basically, ****, you get it

Talkin' 'bout guala, she know I can get it

Ex-text back and she left me a message

I ain't text back, but you know that I read it, uh

I don't know what she expected

All in my zone, I ain't tryna answer my phone

Too busy textin' my new jawn, you tryna push up on it, then it's on

I got a Glock with a stick and it's long, uh

Everybody know I perform, I'ma stop waitin' for it, bae, come on

You know I hate when you be takin' long

Just make sure that you don't got them panties on

I just got home, I ain't know you text my phone lil' mama, but I'm sorry

I was outside juggin' all night, I'm in the crib bookin' our flight

Don't care 'bout the weather, I ain't gon' lie to you as long as we forever

You gon' look better when we out together

I'm at the crib with the Glock on the dresser, uh

She chose me 'cause I'm better

Now she show off on the 'Gram, I don't trip, I don't pay her no mind

You better get yours, you know I'ma get mine

Just give me her friend, I ain't wastin' no time

I should've saw the signs, now I gotta deal with the pain that's inside

You ain't gon' find another me but try

'Cause you know that I'm the rawest of them guys

But I ain't gon' sweat it, met a new baddie, she say I'm poetic

If she try to leave, I promise I'm gon' let it

And she a hunnid, money, I can bet it, uh

Basically, ****, you get it

Talkin' 'bout guala, she know I can get it

Ex-text back and she left me a message

I ain't text back, but you know that I read it, uh

I don't know what she expected

Uh

I ain't gon' lie, I got the baddest chick

I grab my lips when she hit in the hips

You lookin' sexy, baby, gimme kiss

She say, "Stop playin', daddy, gimme dick"

Uh, I ain't gon' lie, she a trip

She makin' sure that I'm good, but I'm sick, oh shit

She like a **** with blicks

You know I had to pull her to the side, I told her I'm sorry

I know I might cut my flow rude

Young **** with money who dropped out of school, but it's cool

I hope you play by the rules

You play on my top, I'ma tighten your screws

I gave you my heart, but bitch, I ain't no fool

She know I'm the one puttin' shit on the news

I just got home, I ain't know you text my phone lil' mama, but I'm sorry

I was outside juggin' all night, I'm in the crib bookin' our flight

Don't care 'bout the weather, I ain't gon' lie to you as long as we forever

You gon' look better when we out together

I'm at the crib with the Glock on the dresser, uh

She chose me 'cause I'm better

But I ain't gon' sweat it, met a new baddie, she say I'm poetic

If she try to leave, I promise I'm gon' let it

And she a hunnid, money, I can bet it, uh

Basically, ****, you get it

Talkin' 'bout guala, she know I can get it

Ex-text back and she left me a message

I ain't text back, but you know that I read it, uh

I don't know what she expected

Nice to meet you, I'm sorry

I'm just here to do my job

Nice to meet you, I'm sorry

I'm just here to do my job

Nice to meet you, I'm sorry

I'm just here to do my job