Vacant

I'm counting up money I'm vacant your hoe she want to be my little baby
In the Beamer I whip it like Jason
I tell her come over because she's been dodging me
I tell him run up because I keep a pump
And it's just like Punk because it's gone rock your knees
Yeah, bitch done stole my heart like robbery
I don't need fake love don't bother me
Like how many times did you lie to me like honestly?
All that I asked of you was honesty

I just forgive and forget but I'm sick of that shit
She don't care about you she only really care about the money you spend
Because I promise you a how will switch quick like Ben Ten
Look me in my eyes girl it's been him hasn't it?
Yeah, i'm in L.A. and I'm making the bag flip
The only one thing that I ask is that we never talk again
I know it's gone kill me that deadly silence
Like girl I miss you come over and ride it

I'm counting up money i'm vacant
Your hoe she want to be my little baby
In the Beamer I whip it like Jason
I tell her come over Because she's been dodging me
I tell him run up because I keep a pump
And it's just like Punk because it's gone rock your knees
Bitch done stole my heart like robbery
I don't need fake love don't bother me
Like how many times did you lie to me like honestly?
Yeah, all that I asked of you was honesty



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Writer(s): Wyatt Rutledge
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