Lyrics




Keep playing on my phone ima pull up
Ol' Big fat Boy you ain't gone do nothing,
Oh you big mad that your girl been inside my bed
Boy that's cap or ima go upside her head
No wonder why your girl been cheating
Putting hands on a lady more than enough reason
Ahh shut up I ain't tryna hear that,
If she cheatin mayne I'm push her wig back
I done fell in debt with these payday loans
Trying to break her off so she could stay at home,
Let me find out she got my money spending time out
Hold up time out boy you lame
For real I ain't tryna know your pain,
You too grown calling my phone to play those games
Better check your gal, mayne I ain't your pal,
I'm check her text for your address
Wow tell ol girl it was fun while it lasted,
But you gone play around and get blasted
Boy I got a glock too
Let me come and throw a couple of them shots through
Mayne shots in the dark gone pop you,
Giving you a warning but I ain't gone stop you
Now all of this over some chick that don't want you,
Shoot me a text I'll be waiting when you come through
Bet!
Aye girl it's time for you to leave,
Your boy tryna roll through and he bout to go night night
You better call him and tell him turnaround,
Nah I don't care what you tell him
Just tell him don't come here or he won't make it back on God



Writer(s): Christopher M Scott, Nxmbers . Net


Attention! Feel free to leave feedback.
Loading
Loading