Silentio
Uh huh (uh uh, uh uh)
Yeah
Uh uh, uh uh
Look (Goodbye)
It's Mr. Lover Boy (hi)
No you can't fuck with me (uh uh)
Gave you this pipe a couple times, now you in love with me (uh huh)
You let me hit in the back seat, not at the doubletree
I wish I would pay for a room, that ass ain't luxury (not at all)
Now what the fuck you thought it was, it ain't no cuffing me (uh uh)
Fucked other niggas on the low, why you fuck up on me (why you do that)
I can't believe it, but it's cool see ima have my fun
I was up plotting my next move while you was on the run
Moment of silence (shh)
K that's enough (ha)
Told that hoe she dead to me, and I'm ready to get the fuck
I don't like talking to birdies, and birdies you can not trust
Always looking for a meal and they want that shit in a rush
Go get some money
You got comfortable using mines (facts)
I done got it out the mud and you begging ain't really kind (what)
Well at first you was a baddie, I really thought you was fine (what)
Then I see that other side of the filter it was a lie (aw man)
All your shit ima let go
You a dog hoe like Tekno (woof)
Left your ass and saved up 15 percent like I'm a gecko
I'm not talking bout gieco but I do ride with insurance (shroom)
Hit that highway for my new hoe and she not even boring
Moment of silence
K that's enough
Told that hoe she dead to me
And I'm ready to get the fuck
I don't like talking to birdies
And birdies you can not trust
Always looking for a meal
And they want that shit in a rush
We all know baby belong to the streets
That's word to Pluto (Hendrix)
Now off where you belong, where you can be a nigga new hoe (bye)
Don't wanna kill your happiness, hope you open a new door (what)
Keep all that shit I bought you, til you go get you some new clothes (woo)
Stop blowing up my phone, you're nonexistent to me (okay)
No I don't care that you're alone, or how much you missing me
I'm a rare nigga I know that
Not too many out like me
If you only tryna fuck then you can park in my driveway
I got my nut (woo that was good)
K that's enough
Told that hoe she dead to me, and I'm ready to get the fuck
I don't like talking to birdies, and birdies you can not trust (mm)
Always looking for a meal, and they want that shit in a rush
Bye
Yeah
Uh uh, uh uh
Look (Goodbye)
It's Mr. Lover Boy (hi)
No you can't fuck with me (uh uh)
Gave you this pipe a couple times, now you in love with me (uh huh)
You let me hit in the back seat, not at the doubletree
I wish I would pay for a room, that ass ain't luxury (not at all)
Now what the fuck you thought it was, it ain't no cuffing me (uh uh)
Fucked other niggas on the low, why you fuck up on me (why you do that)
I can't believe it, but it's cool see ima have my fun
I was up plotting my next move while you was on the run
Moment of silence (shh)
K that's enough (ha)
Told that hoe she dead to me, and I'm ready to get the fuck
I don't like talking to birdies, and birdies you can not trust
Always looking for a meal and they want that shit in a rush
Go get some money
You got comfortable using mines (facts)
I done got it out the mud and you begging ain't really kind (what)
Well at first you was a baddie, I really thought you was fine (what)
Then I see that other side of the filter it was a lie (aw man)
All your shit ima let go
You a dog hoe like Tekno (woof)
Left your ass and saved up 15 percent like I'm a gecko
I'm not talking bout gieco but I do ride with insurance (shroom)
Hit that highway for my new hoe and she not even boring
Moment of silence
K that's enough
Told that hoe she dead to me
And I'm ready to get the fuck
I don't like talking to birdies
And birdies you can not trust
Always looking for a meal
And they want that shit in a rush
We all know baby belong to the streets
That's word to Pluto (Hendrix)
Now off where you belong, where you can be a nigga new hoe (bye)
Don't wanna kill your happiness, hope you open a new door (what)
Keep all that shit I bought you, til you go get you some new clothes (woo)
Stop blowing up my phone, you're nonexistent to me (okay)
No I don't care that you're alone, or how much you missing me
I'm a rare nigga I know that
Not too many out like me
If you only tryna fuck then you can park in my driveway
I got my nut (woo that was good)
K that's enough
Told that hoe she dead to me, and I'm ready to get the fuck
I don't like talking to birdies, and birdies you can not trust (mm)
Always looking for a meal, and they want that shit in a rush
Bye
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Writer(s): Laval Carmel
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