Hurt Hoe
A hoe get a hoe hurt it hardly my doin
But she wanna know what on my mind she eludin
I know it ain't real so it's bitches I'm usin
Disregard how I feel I'm an object to you bitch
You findin it odd but you know I ain't choose it
I get rid of you when I find what you been doing
Imagine herself when she hearin my music
And that girl obsessed but I still got her gram muted
Conversation between two hoes I'm in tune with
And fucking around been clearin up some confusion
I only want you cause I heard that you taken
Ain't let you catch onto the fact I'm only fakin
A hoe on my phone but she actin real vacant
Bitch get a move on ain't really need none your hatred
That girl ain't know nothin bout personal spaces
Sorry I got rid of your friend I just ain't tasteless
A hoe get a hoe hurt it hardly my doin
But she wanna know what on my mind she eludin
I know it ain't real so it's bitches I'm usin
Disregard how I feel I'm an object to you bitch
You findin it odd but you know I ain't choose it
I get rid of you when I find what you been doing
Imagine herself when she hearin my music
And that girl obsessed but I still got her gram muted
But she wanna know what on my mind she eludin
I know it ain't real so it's bitches I'm usin
Disregard how I feel I'm an object to you bitch
You findin it odd but you know I ain't choose it
I get rid of you when I find what you been doing
Imagine herself when she hearin my music
And that girl obsessed but I still got her gram muted
Conversation between two hoes I'm in tune with
And fucking around been clearin up some confusion
I only want you cause I heard that you taken
Ain't let you catch onto the fact I'm only fakin
A hoe on my phone but she actin real vacant
Bitch get a move on ain't really need none your hatred
That girl ain't know nothin bout personal spaces
Sorry I got rid of your friend I just ain't tasteless
A hoe get a hoe hurt it hardly my doin
But she wanna know what on my mind she eludin
I know it ain't real so it's bitches I'm usin
Disregard how I feel I'm an object to you bitch
You findin it odd but you know I ain't choose it
I get rid of you when I find what you been doing
Imagine herself when she hearin my music
And that girl obsessed but I still got her gram muted
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Writer(s): Felix Morgan
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