Q&A V

What is you on, bitch stop that shit
We don't even talk, why you watch my shit?
I'm headed to the top, lemme pop my shit
Said she had a nigga and I told her I quit
But not for the reason it seems
She only want me fuck her in her dreams
She wanna be with him and me
The fuck I look like being number 3?
It's really not my fault you don't even know how to choose
You out of control, baby girl I cruise
Fuck you, there will never be a world I lose
Bet I'll have your boyfriend singing this to you
Why the fuck would I be sorry?
When that lil nigga wanna be like me
I'm kinda glad I ain't fucked his girlfriend again
Cause I on't really want that bitch clinging on me
Ah Ha go to hell, I on't care lil nigga
She just wanna pop pills, grow her hair you can get her
Why you even mad sorry I on't even get it?
Why the fuck you like me, you on't even like your nigga?
But it ain't my fault, I told you what was up and you gave it all
Now you looking at the phone and you waiting for a call
You asking me all these questions I already answered all, Q
Five (Skrr)



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