Nonverbal

They all say that I'm not verbal
I pull up and she startle
Drink sprite only if its purple
I'm sick of all these horrors
U broke my heart
Did Satan gave u orders?
Yeah I heard you but she's hotter

Yeah they call me B money
Cast a spell like I'm potter
She model she a robber
She got money she a shopper
Bought a bag on Insta she a model

She was cheating but I caught her
Had a feeling that I lost her
Can't believe she's someone's daughter
She was kissing him I saw her
No shame I saw across her
She made me feel I'm smaller

You're running out of time
You're running out of life
You're messing with my head
You little bitch
I'll be making bands
And the beat
Will make them dance
When you see me in the back
Of the club with a girl
Don't go around
Telling everybody
That I was your man
They'll find it funny
My story just began
I'm the one
No a fan
It's just fun
Not a plan

They all say that I'm not verbal
I pull up and she startle
Drink sprite only if its purple
I'm sick of all these horrors
U broke my heart
Did Satan gave u orders?
Yeah I heard you but she's hotter

Yeah they call me B money
Cast a spell like I'm potter
She mode she a robber
She got money she a shopper
Bought a bag on Insta she a model



Credits
Writer(s): Aryan Bhimani
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