Can't Be Played
No no no just mean next next
I could a give a fuck
Keep the sorry ass text
Man I'm tired of these niggas
Bout to show you I can flex
Bet you ain't know I could do it the best
Claim you want your space
Nigga you ain't nothing to replace
Sit this pussy here on another nigga face
Now you big mad big mad should have been
Treating me right while you had
He love a hood booger
I ain't that bitch
I'ma count up with you I'm tryna get rich
You out your comfort zone
You acting like a bitch
Walking round like yo shit ain't got no stench
And when you block em
From the heart they be pouring
Keep that energy oh now this shit important
Every day when you running in these street
Don't give no fuck about me in the sheets
Nigga ion need you
I do bad by by myself
I ain't never ever ever ever needed yo help
It ain't our season
Bitch I ain't never been the reason
You tryna find problems like a jit for that bottle
Boy you reaching Ole baby ass bitch
No no no just mean next next
I could a give a fuck
Keep the sorry ass text
Man I'm tired of these niggas
Bout to show you I can flex
Bet you ain't know
I could do it the best
Claim you want your space
Nigga you ain't nothing to replace
Sit this pussy here on another nigga face
Now you big mad big mad
Should have been
Treating me right while you had
I could a give a fuck
Keep the sorry ass text
Man I'm tired of these niggas
Bout to show you I can flex
Bet you ain't know I could do it the best
Claim you want your space
Nigga you ain't nothing to replace
Sit this pussy here on another nigga face
Now you big mad big mad should have been
Treating me right while you had
He love a hood booger
I ain't that bitch
I'ma count up with you I'm tryna get rich
You out your comfort zone
You acting like a bitch
Walking round like yo shit ain't got no stench
And when you block em
From the heart they be pouring
Keep that energy oh now this shit important
Every day when you running in these street
Don't give no fuck about me in the sheets
Nigga ion need you
I do bad by by myself
I ain't never ever ever ever needed yo help
It ain't our season
Bitch I ain't never been the reason
You tryna find problems like a jit for that bottle
Boy you reaching Ole baby ass bitch
No no no just mean next next
I could a give a fuck
Keep the sorry ass text
Man I'm tired of these niggas
Bout to show you I can flex
Bet you ain't know
I could do it the best
Claim you want your space
Nigga you ain't nothing to replace
Sit this pussy here on another nigga face
Now you big mad big mad
Should have been
Treating me right while you had
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Writer(s): Chelsea Miller
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