Yeah
Yeah, I've been on my grind, yeah
Yeah, I've been on my shit, uhh
Ex-girlfriend on my line
Please get the fuck off my dick, ho
How you get my new number?
Somebody on that shit, yeah
(You have reached a voicemail box of)
Way too many mutual friends
Yeah, uhh, you know him and I know her
But they don't really know us
For what it's worth
But okay, umm, maybe a little bit
Yeah, we going once you really
Been on little shit
Uhh, I move around the city for little flips
Thinking I'ma dog and you done
Been a little bitch
Well, if the shoe fit's you Cinderella
Cause what's in my head
I'm a different breed i speed it up
You a magazine with some issues, uhh
Blow the whiste, it's official, uhh
Yeah, you fat as hell
For Bruce Lee we can do it without the smell
These hoes need they daddies
The abscence of ass-whippers is facts
Not about who's playing baddies, yeah
I claim to center my beeswax
If he was here you probably
Wouldn't call me that let's break up
Ran out of love today
Somebody need a hug today, oh, oh
Praying that you love me but we got
To fix it the ugly way, oh, oh
Everytime you hear my name you
Got that DJ Mustard face
Hahaha i don't even know what
That mean but whatever
Yeah, I know you don't mean nothing
But go teef cause you be fronting
This shit got to mean something
I talked to like three cousins
In French they said 'We buggin'
I think it don't mean nothing i don't know
We cool on the ex-game
Yeah, I've been on my grind, yeah
Yeah, I've been on my shit, uhh
Ex-girlfriend on my line
Please get the fuck off my dick, ho
How you get my new number?
Somebody on that shit, yeah
(You have reached a voicemail box of)
Way too many mutual friends
Yeah, I've been on my grind, yeah
Yeah, I've been on my shit, uhh
Ex-girlfriend on my line
Please get the fuck off my dick, ho
How you get my new number?
Somebody on that shit, yeah
(You have reached a voicemail box of)
Way too many mutual friends
Uhh now I got to call ahead to
Make sure yo ass ain't goin'
(Sure, she ain't pulling up right now)
And if your ass is there I'ma hit a
U turn and the homies know it
(That's what's up)
Sorry, I cashed the next gig back
You can't forget that when love is lost
Don't nobody want to sit back
Just take your shit back forget the mishaps
Tell your ex he can have his shit back
I'm super Gucci i promise no more future
I'm just being honest
You look crushed up, I can see it
My wallet, I don't really need it
You can beat it, Mike Jack, uhh
Heart thief, she might jack, uhh
I'ma need that right back, yeah
I know she won't like that
Then she gon' try to make up
At the tone, please record your voice message
When you are finished recording you may hang
Up or press down for more options
Uhh, dear Mr i'm too busy
To call my girl back, like what the fuck?
Is there a reason why you not
Picking up my phone calls?
And don't act like you fucking busy cause
I just saw you on Panda's IG
Keep fucking around
Your ass is gonna get left ugh, call me back
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