Hopscotch

She ain't my bitch she's a biotch
Tryna play games like it's hopscotch
She wanna take a picture in my wristwatch
Ya girl gonna leave you cuz I'm top notch

You make me cringe like nails on a chalkboard
Ruined my vibe so I had to go and cut the cord
Had to find out on my own that when it rains it pours
Running to the top all I see are open doors
Do what I want I don't need your permission
Don't listen these hoes all speak in fiction
I don't wanna beef I don't need the friction
Watch me now Ima go and make a billion



Credits
Writer(s): Hannah Grace
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