Hmu
She gon hit me up like he don't exist
She got a bag of weed but nobody to smoke it with
Like I got time and friends you know
I got dimes and xans for low
I can hit the plug we could get it lit
She wanna fuck with me because I got expensive shit
Like I'm just tryna let you know
Why you gotta stress me tho
Yea
Diamonds dancing on me slowly
Yea
Now I know love isn't for me
Yea
I went based off what she told me
Yea
Changing hoes and changing stories
I can't tell my mom I might not even finish school yea
I been moving smart cuz that bitch played me like a fool yea
My niggas back home they walk around with the tool yea
If you make a sound then you drown in a pool yea
I'm a good kid but don't test your luck
I might tell your bitch give me head or fuck
That's the wave that's the wave that's the fucking wave
Nowadays niggas watch what they fucking say
Nowadays bitches always choose a fuck boy
Nowadays if I move you better run boy
Nowadays it be money over love
Fucking over bitches is a must
That bitch was a liar now I don't know who to trust
Yes I been inspired so I guess that is a plus
I'm so sick and tired of these bitches taking dubs
The motto goes fuck hoes yea
And your man had a nice car but he crashed it off a xan tho
Twelve coming in they running out the bando
They just wanna see me fall because they stand low
Bitches acting like they love me I can't stand those
Hold up I do what I do
Bitches acting crazy but I only wanted you
Could've been my baby but you made up an excuse
Watch me pull up in a 'cedes drop the top and let it cruise
She gon hit me up like he don't exist
She got a bag of weed but nobody to smoke it with
Like I got time and friends you know
I got dimes and xans for low
I can hit the plug we could get it lit
She wanna fuck with me because I got expensive shit
Like I'm just tryna let you know
Why you gotta stress me tho
She gon hit me up like he don't exist
She got a bag of weed but nobody to smoke it with
Like I got time and friends you know
I got dimes and xans for low
I can hit the plug we could get it lit
She wanna fuck with me because I got expensive shit
Like I'm just tryna let you know
Why you gotta stress me tho
She got a bag of weed but nobody to smoke it with
Like I got time and friends you know
I got dimes and xans for low
I can hit the plug we could get it lit
She wanna fuck with me because I got expensive shit
Like I'm just tryna let you know
Why you gotta stress me tho
Yea
Diamonds dancing on me slowly
Yea
Now I know love isn't for me
Yea
I went based off what she told me
Yea
Changing hoes and changing stories
I can't tell my mom I might not even finish school yea
I been moving smart cuz that bitch played me like a fool yea
My niggas back home they walk around with the tool yea
If you make a sound then you drown in a pool yea
I'm a good kid but don't test your luck
I might tell your bitch give me head or fuck
That's the wave that's the wave that's the fucking wave
Nowadays niggas watch what they fucking say
Nowadays bitches always choose a fuck boy
Nowadays if I move you better run boy
Nowadays it be money over love
Fucking over bitches is a must
That bitch was a liar now I don't know who to trust
Yes I been inspired so I guess that is a plus
I'm so sick and tired of these bitches taking dubs
The motto goes fuck hoes yea
And your man had a nice car but he crashed it off a xan tho
Twelve coming in they running out the bando
They just wanna see me fall because they stand low
Bitches acting like they love me I can't stand those
Hold up I do what I do
Bitches acting crazy but I only wanted you
Could've been my baby but you made up an excuse
Watch me pull up in a 'cedes drop the top and let it cruise
She gon hit me up like he don't exist
She got a bag of weed but nobody to smoke it with
Like I got time and friends you know
I got dimes and xans for low
I can hit the plug we could get it lit
She wanna fuck with me because I got expensive shit
Like I'm just tryna let you know
Why you gotta stress me tho
She gon hit me up like he don't exist
She got a bag of weed but nobody to smoke it with
Like I got time and friends you know
I got dimes and xans for low
I can hit the plug we could get it lit
She wanna fuck with me because I got expensive shit
Like I'm just tryna let you know
Why you gotta stress me tho
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Writer(s): Luis Oliva
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