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Fucked her best friend
But she still wanna fuck with me
And I fucked her mama
But she still wanna fuck with me
I just wrecked her Honda
But she still wanna fuck with me
And I'm full of drama
But she still wanna fuck with me
Stole from the offering
But she still wanna fuck with me
Hit her never call her
But she still wanna fuck with me
Took her last dollar
But she still wanna fuck with me
Lipstick on my collar
But she still wanna fuck with me

We don't make plans naw
She just go with the flow yea
Might get me a hand job
Then I'm back on the go yea
Leave a little something on the nightstand
Cuz she like to shop yea
Ask me will I be home by night end
Probably not yea
These ain't no laces in my true religion
But they holding knots yea
SOBs tryna book me next week
Be right with that gwop yea
My nigga T London up next
Ain't none of y'all taking his spot yea
Be close to a bomb shelter
You gon need it the moment he drop
Ready or not yea

Fucked her best friend
But she still wanna fuck with me
And I fucked her mama
But she still wanna fuck with me
I just wrecked her Honda
But she still wanna fuck with me
And I'm full of drama
But she still wanna fuck with me
Stole from the offering
But she still wanna fuck with me
Hit her never call her
But she still wanna fuck with me
Took her last dollar
But she still wanna fuck with me
Lipstick on my collar
But she still wanna fuck with me

Lil bitch she a thot yea
But she right with that top yea
She asked me to wife her never
But I can still give her her props yea
She only 5 feet tall
But that throat 6'5" dawg
She got my spidey senses just tingling
I'm bout to climb her walls
She hate me but love me the same
I don't love her just loving that frame
Getting dough don't expect me to change
Miles low so I'm eyeing that range
Tae bo I don't shoot billy blanks
Got foes so I stay at the range
About growth I'm investing in planes
I used to copp Bo's off of Raines road
My trunk smelled like blueberry cake
Change my number the minute she late
Got hits like a pennant race
And I'm still drinking gin with no chase
Talk that shit know that gun on waist
Hvac yea I'm airing the place
I don't talk tell you have a nice day
Shit get real leave a space where ya face was bitch