Feelings
Yo cut all that shit
Fuck that lil bitch she a hoe for the dick
Keep talking that rah like you having a fit
Toss you in the closet and you get dismissed
Don't be calling my line
You wasted my time
I know i don't want you and i'll be just fine
I'm riding round town and just copped me a nine
Keep it cool like i'm rondo
I'll throw you dime
Back here again
Smoking that za till it challenge my penn
You can keep that lil hoe she a opp at the end
Anit even too mad cuz dat bitch won't a 10
Had some family switch up but they call me some kin
How does that work
You think this a game till your heart get some hurt
Now you crying alone and be all outta sorts
I swear you real lucky you anit on a shirt
Hold on
Hold on
Don't let me get hot cuz ya boy start to stunt
All i want is the benjies that love shit is done
Cant be catching these feelings no mo for a bum
Hold on
Hold on
Don't let me get hot cuz ya boy start to stunt
All i want is the benjies that love shit is done
Cant be catching these feelings no mo for a bum
Yo cut all that shit
Fuck that lil bitch she a hoe for the dick
Keep talking that rah like you having a fit
Toss you in the closet and you get dismissed
Don't be calling my line
You wasted my time
I know i don't want you and i'll be just fine
I'm riding round town and just copped me a nine
Keep it cool like i'm rondo
I'll throw you dime
Fuck that lil bitch she a hoe for the dick
Keep talking that rah like you having a fit
Toss you in the closet and you get dismissed
Don't be calling my line
You wasted my time
I know i don't want you and i'll be just fine
I'm riding round town and just copped me a nine
Keep it cool like i'm rondo
I'll throw you dime
Back here again
Smoking that za till it challenge my penn
You can keep that lil hoe she a opp at the end
Anit even too mad cuz dat bitch won't a 10
Had some family switch up but they call me some kin
How does that work
You think this a game till your heart get some hurt
Now you crying alone and be all outta sorts
I swear you real lucky you anit on a shirt
Hold on
Hold on
Don't let me get hot cuz ya boy start to stunt
All i want is the benjies that love shit is done
Cant be catching these feelings no mo for a bum
Hold on
Hold on
Don't let me get hot cuz ya boy start to stunt
All i want is the benjies that love shit is done
Cant be catching these feelings no mo for a bum
Yo cut all that shit
Fuck that lil bitch she a hoe for the dick
Keep talking that rah like you having a fit
Toss you in the closet and you get dismissed
Don't be calling my line
You wasted my time
I know i don't want you and i'll be just fine
I'm riding round town and just copped me a nine
Keep it cool like i'm rondo
I'll throw you dime
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Writer(s): Zurick Street
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