The Cheater
(Money done geeked on that motherfucker)
The cheater, ain't nobody mines
I run through the city, I'm swappin out vibes
Yeah, you havin' figures, but you ain't no prize
You ain't my rock and I ain't no pies
Don't care 'bout your vision, yeah, you wasting time
I'm from that Jonesboro Road 55
Dick in her back like I love her and I'm lyin'
She go with my buddy, we fuckin', too slime
Livin' so slatty, yeah, yeah, she an eater
Let's say she overseas, I wanna see her
Hit up Vito's and go get her a Visa
Yeah, she a dime, but my ten pointers twinnin'
She lookin' for me like, "Somebody seen him?"
I'm rockin' bands on my arm, John Cena
Caught head from her friend and I fucked on Lorena
I ain't no Martin and you ain't no Gina
Bitch, I'm the cheater
You gave up that neck, but it wasn't the best
You stressing 'bout meetings, just stress 'bout a check
When I spread these hundreds, yeah, it get her wet
I'm rockin' Dior, they see through the chest
These niggas checkers and I'm playin' chess
Ain't fuckin' no random bitches, that's a fact
She enter the big division, she gon' catch
Boy, fuck your hood, break it out like a fast
Before we got to the jail, he confessed
No short in my change, throwin' up my set
Today I went plain rose gold set
Yeah, shoot everbody 'cause nobody real
I'm playin' safety all over the field
Call Of Duty, yeah, we get all the kills
Bitch done caught feelings, I told her, "Just chill"
The cheater, ain't nobody mines
I run through the city, I'm swappin out vibes
Yeah, you havin' figures, but you ain't no prize
You ain't my rock and I ain't no pies
Don't care 'bout your vision, yeah, you wasting time
I'm from that Jonesboro Road 55
Dick in her back like I love her and I'm lyin'
She go with my buddy, we fuckin', too slime
Livin' so slatty, yeah, yeah, she an eater
Let's say she overseas, I wanna see her
Hit up Vito's and go get her a Visa
Yeah, she a dime, but my ten pointers twinnin'
She lookin' for me like, "Somebody seen him?"
I'm rockin' bands on my arm, John Cena
Caught head from her friend and I fucked on Lorena
I ain't no Martin and you ain't no Gina
Bitch, I'm the cheater
Look at my ride, I boss up my side
My main got a body, love her like my life
I'm drippin' hot steam, my pimp-walkin' prize
I woke up my dreams and brought out my shine
YSL be my kind, that family ties
My opps are surprised, they washed up like Tide
Frra-ka-ka, they burnt and they fried
Keep a bankroll, yeah, it's somethin' 'bout the slime
Yeah, hundred million
We gon' get this shit up a hundred million
We just gon' keep this shit fundamental
Put them dogs on, yeah, they come and sic 'em
Hurt 'bout that bitch, come and see about her
She wanna fuck, told her be about it
Then she climax while her friends watching
She get it too, I'm a fuck-aholic
Hit her whole crew the forget about it
The cheater, ain't nobody mines
I run through the city, I'm swappin out vibes
Yeah, you havin' figures, but you ain't no prize
You ain't my rock and I ain't no pies
Don't care 'bout your vision, yeah, you wasting time
I'm from that Jonesboro Road 55
Dick in her back like I love her and I'm lyin'
She go with my buddy, we fuckin', too slime
Livin' so slatty, yeah, yeah, she an eater
Let's say she overseas, I wanna see her
Hit up Vito's and go get her a Visa
Yeah, she a dime, but my ten pointers twinnin'
She lookin' for me like, "Somebody seen him?"
I'm rockin' bands on my arm, John Cena
Caught head from her friend and I fucked on Lorena
I ain't no Martin and you ain't no Gina
Bitch, I'm the cheater (bitch, I'm the cheater, bitch, I'm the cheater...)
The cheater, ain't nobody mines
I run through the city, I'm swappin out vibes
Yeah, you havin' figures, but you ain't no prize
You ain't my rock and I ain't no pies
Don't care 'bout your vision, yeah, you wasting time
I'm from that Jonesboro Road 55
Dick in her back like I love her and I'm lyin'
She go with my buddy, we fuckin', too slime
Livin' so slatty, yeah, yeah, she an eater
Let's say she overseas, I wanna see her
Hit up Vito's and go get her a Visa
Yeah, she a dime, but my ten pointers twinnin'
She lookin' for me like, "Somebody seen him?"
I'm rockin' bands on my arm, John Cena
Caught head from her friend and I fucked on Lorena
I ain't no Martin and you ain't no Gina
Bitch, I'm the cheater
You gave up that neck, but it wasn't the best
You stressing 'bout meetings, just stress 'bout a check
When I spread these hundreds, yeah, it get her wet
I'm rockin' Dior, they see through the chest
These niggas checkers and I'm playin' chess
Ain't fuckin' no random bitches, that's a fact
She enter the big division, she gon' catch
Boy, fuck your hood, break it out like a fast
Before we got to the jail, he confessed
No short in my change, throwin' up my set
Today I went plain rose gold set
Yeah, shoot everbody 'cause nobody real
I'm playin' safety all over the field
Call Of Duty, yeah, we get all the kills
Bitch done caught feelings, I told her, "Just chill"
The cheater, ain't nobody mines
I run through the city, I'm swappin out vibes
Yeah, you havin' figures, but you ain't no prize
You ain't my rock and I ain't no pies
Don't care 'bout your vision, yeah, you wasting time
I'm from that Jonesboro Road 55
Dick in her back like I love her and I'm lyin'
She go with my buddy, we fuckin', too slime
Livin' so slatty, yeah, yeah, she an eater
Let's say she overseas, I wanna see her
Hit up Vito's and go get her a Visa
Yeah, she a dime, but my ten pointers twinnin'
She lookin' for me like, "Somebody seen him?"
I'm rockin' bands on my arm, John Cena
Caught head from her friend and I fucked on Lorena
I ain't no Martin and you ain't no Gina
Bitch, I'm the cheater
Look at my ride, I boss up my side
My main got a body, love her like my life
I'm drippin' hot steam, my pimp-walkin' prize
I woke up my dreams and brought out my shine
YSL be my kind, that family ties
My opps are surprised, they washed up like Tide
Frra-ka-ka, they burnt and they fried
Keep a bankroll, yeah, it's somethin' 'bout the slime
Yeah, hundred million
We gon' get this shit up a hundred million
We just gon' keep this shit fundamental
Put them dogs on, yeah, they come and sic 'em
Hurt 'bout that bitch, come and see about her
She wanna fuck, told her be about it
Then she climax while her friends watching
She get it too, I'm a fuck-aholic
Hit her whole crew the forget about it
The cheater, ain't nobody mines
I run through the city, I'm swappin out vibes
Yeah, you havin' figures, but you ain't no prize
You ain't my rock and I ain't no pies
Don't care 'bout your vision, yeah, you wasting time
I'm from that Jonesboro Road 55
Dick in her back like I love her and I'm lyin'
She go with my buddy, we fuckin', too slime
Livin' so slatty, yeah, yeah, she an eater
Let's say she overseas, I wanna see her
Hit up Vito's and go get her a Visa
Yeah, she a dime, but my ten pointers twinnin'
She lookin' for me like, "Somebody seen him?"
I'm rockin' bands on my arm, John Cena
Caught head from her friend and I fucked on Lorena
I ain't no Martin and you ain't no Gina
Bitch, I'm the cheater (bitch, I'm the cheater, bitch, I'm the cheater...)
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Writer(s): Semaja Zair Render, Mohkom Singh Bhangal
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