yeah woah
Like yeah, woah
Hit the bitch once then I go
Yeah, woah
Kicked her right out sent her home
Like yeah, woah, hit that bitch once then I go
Don't really want her no more
Kick her right out ima send her right home
Like yeah, woah, drop it low down to the floor
Need all the money and more
Don't hit my phone I see you I ignore
Just know that I been here before
Playing these games I can't take anymore
Things that you said I done heard it before
Fill up my cup yeah this drink I'm goin pour
Wont let you fuck wit my head anymore
Can't fix our love no we cannot restore
Know that you mad cause you see what's in store
Don't want your love I won't take it no more
No I won't take it no more
Moving on closing that door
Wish you would leave me alone, see me up now you hittin' my phone
Like girl can you leave me alone
Why you still callin' my phone
Don't really want you and don't even need you i'll leave you here lost and alone
Like just thought I would let you know
Not on my time gotta go
Fuck on your bitch she a hoe yeah, getting 200 a show
Know that I'm making 200 a show
Count up my racks yeah I count all my dough
Know that they mad cause I'm up in my glo
Nobody touching swag or my flow
Won't even hit your girl once gotta dip
Gotta stay strapped keep my hand on the grip
Always stay up no I could never trip
Got too much drip watch your step you might slip
Smoke out the pound I don't smoke out the zip
Pay for your flight better get a round trip
I get the pack and I make that shit flip
Don't come too close got that right on my hip like
Like woah, this is the life that I chose
Switch up my flows like my clothes, need all my fans in the rows
This is the life that i chose, I get high to face my lows
Know that my neck is on froze, now i'm so up that everybody knows
Like yeah, woah, hit that bitch once then I go
Don't really want her no more
Kick her right out ima send her right home
Like yeah, woah, drop it low down to the floor
Need all the money and more
Don't hit my phone I see you I ignore
Just know that I been here before
Playing these games I can't take anymore
Things that you said I done heard it before
Fill up my cup yeah this drink I'm goin pour
Wont let you fuck wit my head anymore
Can't fix our love no we cannot restore
Know that you mad cause you see what's in store
Don't want your love I won't take it no more
And I won't take it no more
Left me in the cold
And I just can't let you go
Its Cartier
Hit the bitch once then I go
Yeah, woah
Kicked her right out sent her home
Like yeah, woah, hit that bitch once then I go
Don't really want her no more
Kick her right out ima send her right home
Like yeah, woah, drop it low down to the floor
Need all the money and more
Don't hit my phone I see you I ignore
Just know that I been here before
Playing these games I can't take anymore
Things that you said I done heard it before
Fill up my cup yeah this drink I'm goin pour
Wont let you fuck wit my head anymore
Can't fix our love no we cannot restore
Know that you mad cause you see what's in store
Don't want your love I won't take it no more
No I won't take it no more
Moving on closing that door
Wish you would leave me alone, see me up now you hittin' my phone
Like girl can you leave me alone
Why you still callin' my phone
Don't really want you and don't even need you i'll leave you here lost and alone
Like just thought I would let you know
Not on my time gotta go
Fuck on your bitch she a hoe yeah, getting 200 a show
Know that I'm making 200 a show
Count up my racks yeah I count all my dough
Know that they mad cause I'm up in my glo
Nobody touching swag or my flow
Won't even hit your girl once gotta dip
Gotta stay strapped keep my hand on the grip
Always stay up no I could never trip
Got too much drip watch your step you might slip
Smoke out the pound I don't smoke out the zip
Pay for your flight better get a round trip
I get the pack and I make that shit flip
Don't come too close got that right on my hip like
Like woah, this is the life that I chose
Switch up my flows like my clothes, need all my fans in the rows
This is the life that i chose, I get high to face my lows
Know that my neck is on froze, now i'm so up that everybody knows
Like yeah, woah, hit that bitch once then I go
Don't really want her no more
Kick her right out ima send her right home
Like yeah, woah, drop it low down to the floor
Need all the money and more
Don't hit my phone I see you I ignore
Just know that I been here before
Playing these games I can't take anymore
Things that you said I done heard it before
Fill up my cup yeah this drink I'm goin pour
Wont let you fuck wit my head anymore
Can't fix our love no we cannot restore
Know that you mad cause you see what's in store
Don't want your love I won't take it no more
And I won't take it no more
Left me in the cold
And I just can't let you go
Its Cartier
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Writer(s): Frankiee Cartier
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