Okay!
Now she mad, crying, screaming, blowing up my phone okay
Remember I told you leave me alone okay
Why you think I blocked you on my phone
Better off on my own, told you leave me alone okay
Now she mad, crying, screaming, blowing up my phone okay
Remember I told you leave me alone okay
Why you think I blocked you on my phone
Better off on my own, told you leave me alone okay
I cant do this no more, fuck is you talking bout bitch
Swear to god I just ran up a big bag off of me just talking my shit
I had to leave you in the past, bitch go home, I had a plan to be rich
I ain't need you no way ima die alone that's why vlones on my fit
Jewelry on your wrist, yeah I bought it, I cant stop it
Fuck all that broke shit these niggas be talking
If I see it, I want it, I cop it
That bitch a fiend by the pills she be popping
Bitch I'm so cold ain't no signs of us flopping
Had to leave her alone cause that bitch was too toxic
Yeah always talking that hot shit yeah
Yeah I cant fuck with you no more
You a bitch, you a hoe, so I had to let you go yeah
Yeah I cant fuck with you no more
You a bitch, you a hoe, so I had to let you go yeah
Now she mad, crying, screaming, blowing up my phone okay
Remember I told you leave me alone okay
Why you think I blocked you on my phone
Better off on my own, told you leave me alone okay
Now she mad, crying, screaming, blowing up my phone okay
Remember I told you leave me alone okay
Why you think I blocked you on my phone
Better off on my own, told you leave me alone okay
Okay
Okay
Okay
Okay
Remember I told you leave me alone okay
Why you think I blocked you on my phone
Better off on my own, told you leave me alone okay
Now she mad, crying, screaming, blowing up my phone okay
Remember I told you leave me alone okay
Why you think I blocked you on my phone
Better off on my own, told you leave me alone okay
I cant do this no more, fuck is you talking bout bitch
Swear to god I just ran up a big bag off of me just talking my shit
I had to leave you in the past, bitch go home, I had a plan to be rich
I ain't need you no way ima die alone that's why vlones on my fit
Jewelry on your wrist, yeah I bought it, I cant stop it
Fuck all that broke shit these niggas be talking
If I see it, I want it, I cop it
That bitch a fiend by the pills she be popping
Bitch I'm so cold ain't no signs of us flopping
Had to leave her alone cause that bitch was too toxic
Yeah always talking that hot shit yeah
Yeah I cant fuck with you no more
You a bitch, you a hoe, so I had to let you go yeah
Yeah I cant fuck with you no more
You a bitch, you a hoe, so I had to let you go yeah
Now she mad, crying, screaming, blowing up my phone okay
Remember I told you leave me alone okay
Why you think I blocked you on my phone
Better off on my own, told you leave me alone okay
Now she mad, crying, screaming, blowing up my phone okay
Remember I told you leave me alone okay
Why you think I blocked you on my phone
Better off on my own, told you leave me alone okay
Okay
Okay
Okay
Okay
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Writer(s): Camron Francis
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