FTB

I've been working
Long Shifts
Trying to get to you
And give you long dick
But lets be honest
Girl lets be honest
This shit aint never been the same
Since that nonsense
You feel like I've been cheating
I feel like you was freaking
Missing that other weekend
Those days we wasn't speaking
We've both have got our reasons
Our minds could be deceiving
Why do we have these feelings
In search for what's the meaning
Your phone upside down
Ringing
Who e be
Better answer for that geechie
Come up outta me
I done got the scoop
So aint no need to lie to me
Wanna be wrong
But its only right to be

I'm like fuck that bitch
Where the bad hoes
You can't trust no bitch
Back in my bag hoe
Almost cuff that bitch
Took out the trash though
Had to cut that bitch
But i'm right back though
I'm like fuck that bitch
Where the bad hoes
You can't trust no bitch
Back in my bag hoe
Almost cuff that bitch
Took out the trash though
Had to cut that bitch
But i'm right back though

Had to cut that bih
Had to cut her off
Had to cut my loss
Keep your guards up
All these bitches want you locked up
Want you locked up
Had to cut that bitch up out my roster
Out my roster
She imposter
Want me for my bag
I buy her Louie this and Louie that
Out in public with it we be doing this and doing that
Fuck it tho
Blow the flame out
Scratch your name out
What i'm saying now
Out through the back door
Know that i'm leaving
Heart feeling real cold
Fighting with these demons
Try to do the right but was wrong in the reasons
It got me feeling
It got me feeling

I'm like fuck that bitch
Where the bad hoes
You can't trust no bitch
Back in my bag hoe
Almost cuff that bitch
Took out the trash though
Had to cut that bitch
But i'm right back though
I'm like fuck that bitch
Where the bad hoes
You can't trust no bitch
Back in my bag hoe
Almost cuff that bitch
Took out the trash though
Had to cut that bitch



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Writer(s): Ira Hughes
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