Deuce Deuce

Niggas be talkin' that love shit
First they be on, then they be off it
Runnin' them lines like a faucet
Sayin' you was but, you wasn't
Why the hell I let you taste it
I can't get back what I wasted
You got that one
Promise you was one and done

You had me gassed for a little bit
For a little bit boy
I made my bed, gotta lay in it
Gotta lay in it now
Can't say what I shoulda, coulda, woulda did
Too late for the coulda been
'Cause the damage is done, and my trust is already gone

Got me screamin' fuck love, fuck dudes
I got nothin' left to lose
I'ma bounce right back
I ain't mad but, it's still fuck you

Got me screamin' fuck love, fuck dudes
I got nothin' left to lose
I'ma bounce right back
I ain't mad but, it's still fuck you

Tell a nigga deuce deuce
Smile on my face but, it's still heavy on the fuck you
(Yeah, yeah)

You got me messed up, nigga
Driving my whip, brought my shit back on E
DMing bitches, they send me receipts
Took me for granted, must thought it was sweet
(Damn)

You had me gassed for a little bit
For a little bit boy
I made my bed, gotta lay in it
Gotta lay in it now
Can't say what I shoulda, coulda, woulda did
Too late for the coulda been
'Cause the damage is done, and my trust is already gone

Got me screamin' fuck love, fuck dudes
I got nothin' left to lose
I'ma bounce right back
I ain't mad but, it's still fuck you

Got me screamin' fuck love, fuck dudes
I got nothin' left to lose
I'ma bounce right back
I ain't mad but, it's still fuck you

Tell a nigga deuce deuce
Smile on my face but, it's still heavy on the fuck you

Tell a nigga deuce deuce
Smile on my face but, it's still heavy on the fuck you

Hello?
No, why the fuck I'd had blocked you ass, nigga?
Oh, he was ridin' in my motherfuckin' car with another bitch
I ain't trippin', no
I'm just about to pull up in the media though
Yeah, I'll meet you, baby



Credits
Writer(s): Unknown Unknown, Kameron Cole, Riley Montana, Darrius Coleman, Ebony Riley
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