Folgers

Trouble with that bitch is she don't feel shit
When you with her watch out for your wallet
One second she love you, but then real quick
She cheat, and then start running like a faucet
My new shawty a brat she like to spend shit
She don't want your coat that ain't expensive
The 40, mix it with a white bitch
To the party, showed up with a sidekick

Trouble with the bitch is, I don't know
Did she speak the truth? She ain't with shit
Signs will say she ain't vital bro
One second she love you, but then real quick

Take all my problems out on this bitch
I caught her cheating she said I'm sorry
You had to find out like this, baby
She's a crucifix
She cross me, I'm at his doorstep with a blick,
Bang bang, bang, bang
If I go homeless I'm gon' wake up in a foreign
If she go homeless she gon' wake up in Toyota
I put some crystals on my neck this shit ain't Folgers
I made some money lost some friends, so I ain't folding
I made some money lost some friends, now I'm on posters
Now she text me but I'm cold as Nova Scotia
I'll blow up so fast they'll think I sold my soul, but
It's really cause I step in sync with all my soldiers
You put in some work to find that niche, but no one noticed
We bonded over jewelry, now that link's broken
You think you fucked it up with my boys but I cut off my closest friends, so
I, I, I'm never folding

I'm never folding
I'm never folding
I'm never folding
I'm never folding

Trouble with that bitch is she don't feel shit
When you with her watch out for your wallet
One second she love you, but then real quick
She cheat, and then start running like a faucet

Trouble with the bitch is, I don't know
Did she speak the truth? She ain't with shit
Signs will say she ain't vital bro
One second she love you, but then real quick