Single

Bixtel, why the f- you do that?
Young BL$$D, boy, you saucy

How you get to run around single
But I'm still suppose to act like your girlfriend?
And why I gotta sit through the hoe phase
And you ain't ready to be a real boyfriend?
And how you get to text other bitches
But when I text other niggas, I'm a hoe? (I'm a hoe)
Saying that it's only us talking
But you got me looking stupid on the low (stupid on the low)

Fall asleep on the phone with other bitches
Instagram leaving hearts eyes under other hoe pictures
So when I fall back
He pick up a call back talkin' 'bout
"Bae, why you acting so different?"
"Why stop texting me?
Why you don't fuck with me? Why don't you believe nothing I say?"
'Cause you ain't legit
And you full of shit, and I am not tryna get played

We ain't going back and forth with these niggas
Maybe if you act right, you'll get some act right
Out here with this bitch, that bitch and that bitch
Sayin' you love me lil' homie, that's a fat lie
Go on simmer down, I ain't tryna hear that nonsense
Try me like a worker, I'ma boss, like to run shit
How you gon' play the coach? That's like washing soap
Nigga really tried me like a blonde bitch, really like a green hoe
You was on my team though
Lookin' for my heart, that shit missin' like a Nemo

Kinda gotta question for these niggas as a whole
How you gon' compare a young boss to a zero?
We know, you never been with a winner
Or had to commit to a person so solid
Moral of the story, if you wanna kick it with me

I been countin' up hundreds, these hoes can't relate
Sis, I gave you that nigga and you still watch my page
I'on buy niggas shit, I'on give out donations
His body count higher than my expectations
Gucci perfume, said he love my new fragrance
Diamonds on me, them hoes dance like temptations
You went from a bad bitch, to shit that just basic
The money, the bag, only thing I'm chasing
And I know that nigga mad, he been hating all summer
Bragging to his boys, he been lying all summer
Saying he bagged me, this and that and the other
But in reality, you ain't have shit but my number
(Go talk to yo' hoes)

Well, first of all, you're one of 'em, I'm never cuffin' 'em
I just be duckin' 'em, then later on, watch me do it, I be dumpin' 'em
Help me just bag lil' nigga, that's a good deal
Red bottom shoes, six-inches, them good heels
How you both broke, but you claim that's your man steal?
But the whole damn relationship smell like goodwill
Look, I ain't begging no nigga to act right for me
He say that he want me, well, we finna see
I do not care there's more fish in the sea
You gon' regret puttin' them lil' bitty hoes before me (alright)

You gon' regret puttin' them lil' bitty hoes before I
If he don't eat the booty, tell that nigga bye-bye
You don't be callin' like I want, gotta treat you like a hoe
Probably coulda been better, but a nigga too fly to be chasin' this shit
You makin' assumptions, I'm makin' a hit
Got me a new bih, he cool, he be chillin'
But soon as he trip, I'm replacing a bitch
I'ma take me a trip to the Islands

Don't question me baby, I like to be private
Talking 'bout he finna send me some roses
I don't like that shit, baby, send a deposit
I want all that shit that you can fit in your pockets
You cannot carry no feelings, I'm probably gon' marry a Bentley
The Greatest most def in the buildin', they get a feelin' (oouu)

How you get to run around single but I'm
Still suppose to act like your girlfriend?
And why I gotta sit through the hoe phase
And you ain't ready to be a real boyfriend?
And how you get to text other bitches
But when I text other niggas, I'ma hoe?
Saying that it's only us talking but
You got me looking stupid on the low

Fall asleep on the phone with other bitches
Instagram leaving hearts eyes under hoe pictures
So when I fall back
He pick up a call back talkin' 'bout
"Bae, why you acting so different?"
"Why you stop texting me?
Why you don't fuck with me? Why don't you believe nothing I say?"
'Cause you ain't legit
And you full of shit, and I am not tryna get played
And I am not tryna get played