Dear, John
Damn
You know how it be, B
You know
I got hit with the "Dear John" letter, yeah
But she was a go, I can't even lie, though
Everything was cool, the money was clockin'
Put the bitch in a Benz in Balenciagas
Never knew she a blower, she was A1 snow
Lil' thick white bitch, can't lie, she go
We was runnin' it up, livin' the dream
She had a good ass trick, he bought her everything
Bags and all, Louis Vuitton
But I wasn't 'round so she fagged off
For a P that had more time than me
I only had a few days in the month to see her
I was doin' shows, Rolling Loud
Every time the bitch hit, it made me proud
I'm on my way, two more hours
Let's go eat and fuck off thousands
You like hibachi, I ordered the lobster
A bottle of champagne, we do it like mobsters
I should've took your bad ass with me to Maui
Run up a check, I heard that it's poppin'
I was out the game but the check was propper
Just hit my line, bitch, I always got you
You a good ass bitch
So good, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy
Let's talk, what will be done
I've been thinkin' 'bout you
That was a good ass bitch
So good, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy
Let's talk, what will be done
I've been thinkin' 'bout you
Why you bullshittin'?
You know who daddy
I'm the one you listen to when you get all ready
To hit that blade, I can be your motivation
She came with a fifty, I planned a vacation
Back on the road, more shows
No hoes, couldn't do both
Gotta pick one, I'm gettin' older
And on top of that, man, the game gettin' colder
Slidin', pull up on my homies
My bills gettin' high so I'm settin' bigger goals
Mashin', baby, what's happenin'?
I pulled up wet in designer fashion, yeah
That was a good ass bitch
So good, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy
Let's talk, what will be done
I've been thinkin' 'bout you
That was a good ass bitch
So good, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy
Let's talk, what will be done
I've been thinkin' 'bout you
I know I be gone all the time and shit
Always gotta hit the road
I don't see you for weeks and shit
But you know it's all for the cause
You know
You still doin' good, straight up
Sock it to me
You know how it be, B
You know
I got hit with the "Dear John" letter, yeah
But she was a go, I can't even lie, though
Everything was cool, the money was clockin'
Put the bitch in a Benz in Balenciagas
Never knew she a blower, she was A1 snow
Lil' thick white bitch, can't lie, she go
We was runnin' it up, livin' the dream
She had a good ass trick, he bought her everything
Bags and all, Louis Vuitton
But I wasn't 'round so she fagged off
For a P that had more time than me
I only had a few days in the month to see her
I was doin' shows, Rolling Loud
Every time the bitch hit, it made me proud
I'm on my way, two more hours
Let's go eat and fuck off thousands
You like hibachi, I ordered the lobster
A bottle of champagne, we do it like mobsters
I should've took your bad ass with me to Maui
Run up a check, I heard that it's poppin'
I was out the game but the check was propper
Just hit my line, bitch, I always got you
You a good ass bitch
So good, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy
Let's talk, what will be done
I've been thinkin' 'bout you
That was a good ass bitch
So good, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy
Let's talk, what will be done
I've been thinkin' 'bout you
Why you bullshittin'?
You know who daddy
I'm the one you listen to when you get all ready
To hit that blade, I can be your motivation
She came with a fifty, I planned a vacation
Back on the road, more shows
No hoes, couldn't do both
Gotta pick one, I'm gettin' older
And on top of that, man, the game gettin' colder
Slidin', pull up on my homies
My bills gettin' high so I'm settin' bigger goals
Mashin', baby, what's happenin'?
I pulled up wet in designer fashion, yeah
That was a good ass bitch
So good, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy
Let's talk, what will be done
I've been thinkin' 'bout you
That was a good ass bitch
So good, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy
Let's talk, what will be done
I've been thinkin' 'bout you
I know I be gone all the time and shit
Always gotta hit the road
I don't see you for weeks and shit
But you know it's all for the cause
You know
You still doin' good, straight up
Sock it to me
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Writer(s): Larry Hendricks Iii, Kyle Fischer
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