Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Robb Bank$
Robb Bank$
Vocals
Richard O'Neil Burrell
Richard O'Neil Burrell
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Robb Bank$
Robb Bank$
Lyrics
Richard O'Neil Burrell
Richard O'Neil Burrell
Lyrics
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Robb Bank$
Robb Bank$
Producer
Genshin
Genshin
Producer

Lyrics

(Someone call my cell)
(Like I don't have to share with no one else)
(Genshin, play that shit)
Mm
(How can I make you happy?)
You can't
Bitch, I hate the way your motherfuckin' ass look
Hate your eyes, I hate your lips, I hate your motherfuckin' tooth
Hate that lil' gem on it you, swore was a motherfuckin' look
I hate your body, I hate that shit you call food when you try to cook
I hate your smell, I hate your breath, I hate your motherfuckin' hair
I hate that lil' pussy wit' that lil' funk ass lil' smell
I hate the way you actin', knowin' I wasn't there
'Round all them ****, smiling when they stare
Thinkin', "Thank God, that my **** isn't here," for real
You see I wasn't, but now I'm shook, I fell in love wit' a crook
Stole my heart, and now I got no side bitch here to help me look
I gave it my best, but I got bested by your rook
Queen supposed to protect the king but this game of chess never ain't good, for real
I wasn't made to fall in love, that much is overstood
I'm the typa **** that's gon' step away, before I ever could
I ain't never trippin', ho, you trippin', you must think you Meagan Good
I dress like Jonathan Majors before somethin' minor got me trippin'
Man, pussy ass hoe, stop snitchin' (yeah)
Tellin' all these people all of my business (swear)
It ain't never really matter that much to you (facts)
I ain't never even give a real fuck 'bout you (mwah)
I would never in life bust a slug 'bout you (yeah)
I'm tryna bet the next **** to come love on you
Oh, I don't give a fuck who you think you is (mwah)
I know one thing, you ain't my bitch, for real
Man, pussy ass hoe, stop snitchin' (yeah)
Tellin' all these people all of my business (I swear)
It ain't never really matter that much to you (bitch)
I ain't never even give a real fuck 'bout you (mwah)
I would never in life bust a slug 'bout you (yeah)
I'm tryna bet the next **** to come love on you
Oh, I don't give a fuck who you think you is (yeah)
I know one thing, you ain't my bitch, for real
You know, I really hope-
You know, I hope that the **** hit it, rip her izz out her fuckin' ass, ****
I wanted to hit it chic and be like, "Damn, I fucked up"
Like, ooh! **** said, **** said, I was-
****, you thought-, I ain't even got a side bitch right now, bitch
Like, I really like you, bitch, like, ooh, you really fuckin' hit it this time, bitch, ooh!
Written by: Richard O'Neil Burrell, Robb Bank$, Tariq Julien
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