Issa Vibe
She said if you want me we can make it
We can't make it work because I know my worth
I don't even understand you and
I don't know a thing about you
She said if you want me you should shoot me straight
We've been smoking tree like everyday
Yeah
I don't even understand you and
I ain't got no fuckin time for you
Dripped out my mind
Thinking that I'm gonna give her my time
She out her mind
I cash out right every night
You best believe that I'm bout to leave
Aye
I got a bitch on her knees
That let me do what I please
I don't even understand you and
I don't know a thing about you
I don't even understand you
Rollin the fattest blunt while I'm making the magic happen
Coughing up our lungs cuz you know we be dabbing
She said put my life up on display
Never thought it be this way
One more song to get that pay
One more down to ease the pain
Oh God please just go away
Oh God make it go away
But ya blowing up my phone
Said girl won't ya leave me alone
But ya blowing up my phone
Said girl won't ya leave me alone
Always calling up my phone
Yeah I ain't got no time for you no more
No more
No more
Rollin the fastest blunt while I'm making the magic happen
Coughing up our lungs cuz you know we be dabbing
She said put my life up on display
Never thought it be this way
One more song to get that pay
One more down to ease the pain
Oh God please just go away
Oh God make it go away
Go away
Go away
We can't make it work because I know my worth
I don't even understand you and
I don't know a thing about you
She said if you want me you should shoot me straight
We've been smoking tree like everyday
Yeah
I don't even understand you and
I ain't got no fuckin time for you
Dripped out my mind
Thinking that I'm gonna give her my time
She out her mind
I cash out right every night
You best believe that I'm bout to leave
Aye
I got a bitch on her knees
That let me do what I please
I don't even understand you and
I don't know a thing about you
I don't even understand you
Rollin the fattest blunt while I'm making the magic happen
Coughing up our lungs cuz you know we be dabbing
She said put my life up on display
Never thought it be this way
One more song to get that pay
One more down to ease the pain
Oh God please just go away
Oh God make it go away
But ya blowing up my phone
Said girl won't ya leave me alone
But ya blowing up my phone
Said girl won't ya leave me alone
Always calling up my phone
Yeah I ain't got no time for you no more
No more
No more
Rollin the fastest blunt while I'm making the magic happen
Coughing up our lungs cuz you know we be dabbing
She said put my life up on display
Never thought it be this way
One more song to get that pay
One more down to ease the pain
Oh God please just go away
Oh God make it go away
Go away
Go away
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Writer(s): Joshua Schrick
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