Anxiety
I just wanna Smoke my weed, maybe pop a bean
Had to cut you off cause, you ain't what I need
Had to cut her off cause she be stressing me
I learned that all yo love just bring anxiety
Told her leave me lone
She callin my phone
Keep callin my phone like, "girl what do you want?"
Say she like my song, I said "girl what song?"
Baby just be honest you want me to come
And bone
Feel like Harden, I been ballin
Fuckin on yo bitch from the night to the morning
Ima walking lick, keep a strap while I'm recording
Choppa got some kick, yea yea this ya only warning
You know im shooting first and I'm asking question later
I been on my grind like I am a gah damn skater
Ask me what's been on my? I say "all this gah damn paper"
I been trappin out my house, think I'm pissin off my neighbors
That boy on his period, bet this blicky em bleed
I can't take him serious, You ain't really from the streets
Got yo lil bitch, yeah that hoe she for the streets
Cut her off wit ease, she ain't nun that I need
I just wanna Smoke my weed, maybe pop a bean
Had to cut you off cause, you ain't what I need
Had to cut her off cause she be stressing me
I learned that all yo love just bring anxiety
Told her leave me lone
She callin my phone
Keep callin my phone like, "girl what do you want?"
Say she like my song, I said "girl what song?"
Baby just be honest you want me to come
And bone
Had to cut you off cause, you ain't what I need
Had to cut her off cause she be stressing me
I learned that all yo love just bring anxiety
Told her leave me lone
She callin my phone
Keep callin my phone like, "girl what do you want?"
Say she like my song, I said "girl what song?"
Baby just be honest you want me to come
And bone
Feel like Harden, I been ballin
Fuckin on yo bitch from the night to the morning
Ima walking lick, keep a strap while I'm recording
Choppa got some kick, yea yea this ya only warning
You know im shooting first and I'm asking question later
I been on my grind like I am a gah damn skater
Ask me what's been on my? I say "all this gah damn paper"
I been trappin out my house, think I'm pissin off my neighbors
That boy on his period, bet this blicky em bleed
I can't take him serious, You ain't really from the streets
Got yo lil bitch, yeah that hoe she for the streets
Cut her off wit ease, she ain't nun that I need
I just wanna Smoke my weed, maybe pop a bean
Had to cut you off cause, you ain't what I need
Had to cut her off cause she be stressing me
I learned that all yo love just bring anxiety
Told her leave me lone
She callin my phone
Keep callin my phone like, "girl what do you want?"
Say she like my song, I said "girl what song?"
Baby just be honest you want me to come
And bone
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Writer(s): Jeremiah Javell Simmons
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