Lyrics

All the, small things Balmain, ripped jeans Conver-sations I want back what you wasted Always, I know You'll be, a lil hoe Watch me, pree me Text me back that you need me Say it ain't so, I will not go Turn the lights off Watch on my glow Watch on my wrist Bling on my phone If this the last call I will not go Na na na na na na I will not go Na na na na na na I will not go I don't give no fucks Mud in my cup Pull up in the cut Fuck all your love Fuck off my phone Flex on my ex She done cut me up and put blood on my kicks And every time you talk I ain't tryna hear shit Ice in my heart now I don't feel shit Got a few baddies still plottin' on me Girl, my ears broke so I gotta get my bands up T-dot out to Kansas Down in Calabasas, V-Town where I land up Said I might just cause some ransom Said you need some space, I'm out here like it's NASA Fuckin' on that shordy she the baddest Deep in that bitch, she in Atlantis Could've been roamin' round the atlas Fuck what happened? Thought we was lastin' Say it ain't so, I will not go Turn the lights off Watch on my glow Watch on my wrist Bling on my phone If this the last call I will not go Na na na na na na I will not go Na na na na na na I will not go Na na na na na na
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