Week

I'm pulling up girl just hop in this whip
I don't catch feelings I hit and dip
Been in the gym you know I'm getting ripped
Pulling her hair yeah she liking my grip
I just touched down girl it's been a week
Imma call you later I'm heading to sleep
I've been hella faded girl I'm into deep
Taking steps but I feel like it's getting too steep
Cheating and lying not part of the plan
Broke my heart fuck you I'm the man
Said I won't catch feeling but fuck it I did
Cheated and ghosted you went off the grid
I promise myself to never fuck a hoe
Shit got so tough a nigga went so low
Lesson is learnt it's time for me to grow
Imma fuck around y'all mess w the flow
Niggas talking Yeah they sound like some bitches
Fuck around imma leave you w stitches
Made it out yeah I'm talking rags 2 riches
Pockets loaded talking blue cheese and cheddar
Cop a Lambo truck interior is leather
Catch me dripping whatever the weather
A minute w your hoe you know that I get her wette



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Writer(s): Chuwkuebuka Ugboh
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