rather be without you
And I tried, I tried it, I done tried it with ya
Now I must forget ya (aye)
I brought the funds tonight (oh, yeah)
And you seem to forgot who I am and that's alright
So all these ones I might go blow it on a dancer baby
Talk yo shit, but I ain't got the answers baby
Cause I done glowed up sick, I'm not no cancer baby
And you keep beggin' you can't have it back no baby
Have it back no baby (yeah, yeah, yeah baby)
Yeah, yeah
Tried to play me like I was average
Now I'm on cabbage
And i'ma stack it like it's a habit
You want me back bitch, but that's too bad shit
And wait til' I get up, you're really gonna have it
I skrt like Forgiato, whip is leaving lashes
You with that lame nigga now, that shit is tragic
I'm out here laughing, new bitch a savage
She sit, that dick, it disappear like it was magic
The baddest bitch all in my eyes and i'ma bag it
I done came up, triple C, now I got it clashing
Hundred stacks is in my dreams, now I gotta grab it
It was gon' be you and me, now I'm right back to mackin'
(Yeah, yeah, yeah)
So all these ones I might go blow it on a dancer baby
Know you mad, but I ain't got the answers baby
And I ain't holding shit I'm movin' past ya baby
Said I ain't holding shit I'm movin' past ya baby
I'm so past ya baby, yeah yeah yeah baby
Yeah yeah yeah baby
Yeah yeah yeah baby
Yeah
Been having big dreams like I been sleep
These notes on big C's
My niggas with me, in step like N-Sync
She want a Bentley, she want a ten piece
She want some Gucci, lil' hoe don't tempt me
I'm overboard and they can't save me now (oh)
You want me back, well that shit crazy now (oh)
But ain't no if, no ands, no maybe now (oh)
Pull off the lot in new Mercedes now (oh)
I guarantee that you won't play me now, you need this
You lookin' back like oh you wavy now, you seasick
You hear this track, oh bet you hate me now
You do that shit I couldn't stand, but it don't phase me now
So all these ones I might go blow it on a dancer baby
Talk yo shit, but I ain't got the answers baby
Cause I done glowed up sick, I'm not no cancer baby
And you keep beggin' you can't have it back no baby
All these ones I might go blow it on a dancer baby
Know you mad, but I ain't got the answers baby
And I ain't holding shit I'm movin' past ya baby
Said I ain't holding shit I'm movin' past ya baby
I'm so past ya baby, yeah yeah yeah
Yeah
Please
Now I must forget ya (aye)
I brought the funds tonight (oh, yeah)
And you seem to forgot who I am and that's alright
So all these ones I might go blow it on a dancer baby
Talk yo shit, but I ain't got the answers baby
Cause I done glowed up sick, I'm not no cancer baby
And you keep beggin' you can't have it back no baby
Have it back no baby (yeah, yeah, yeah baby)
Yeah, yeah
Tried to play me like I was average
Now I'm on cabbage
And i'ma stack it like it's a habit
You want me back bitch, but that's too bad shit
And wait til' I get up, you're really gonna have it
I skrt like Forgiato, whip is leaving lashes
You with that lame nigga now, that shit is tragic
I'm out here laughing, new bitch a savage
She sit, that dick, it disappear like it was magic
The baddest bitch all in my eyes and i'ma bag it
I done came up, triple C, now I got it clashing
Hundred stacks is in my dreams, now I gotta grab it
It was gon' be you and me, now I'm right back to mackin'
(Yeah, yeah, yeah)
So all these ones I might go blow it on a dancer baby
Know you mad, but I ain't got the answers baby
And I ain't holding shit I'm movin' past ya baby
Said I ain't holding shit I'm movin' past ya baby
I'm so past ya baby, yeah yeah yeah baby
Yeah yeah yeah baby
Yeah yeah yeah baby
Yeah
Been having big dreams like I been sleep
These notes on big C's
My niggas with me, in step like N-Sync
She want a Bentley, she want a ten piece
She want some Gucci, lil' hoe don't tempt me
I'm overboard and they can't save me now (oh)
You want me back, well that shit crazy now (oh)
But ain't no if, no ands, no maybe now (oh)
Pull off the lot in new Mercedes now (oh)
I guarantee that you won't play me now, you need this
You lookin' back like oh you wavy now, you seasick
You hear this track, oh bet you hate me now
You do that shit I couldn't stand, but it don't phase me now
So all these ones I might go blow it on a dancer baby
Talk yo shit, but I ain't got the answers baby
Cause I done glowed up sick, I'm not no cancer baby
And you keep beggin' you can't have it back no baby
All these ones I might go blow it on a dancer baby
Know you mad, but I ain't got the answers baby
And I ain't holding shit I'm movin' past ya baby
Said I ain't holding shit I'm movin' past ya baby
I'm so past ya baby, yeah yeah yeah
Yeah
Please
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Writer(s): Akintayo Omokaiye
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