Matrix (feat. Rammy Sosa)

Let me tell you about the matrix
She said she love me, but she faked it
Rough days just had to take it
Spent all my money cause I made it
You ain't never listen you be faded
Why you always switching you be baiting
I ain't never with you,you be lazy
I can never cuff you you be crazy
I don't even link you on the daily

Play ring around the Rosie
Think her name was Rosie
Got a fit kind cozy I could tell she lonely
She Like the suite Life, all the time call her nosy
I know the details all of my Homies told me
She sent me emails all of these bitches corny
You telling lies now know you really like your stories
Trying to transform her like Shia
She went out, singing like Mariah
Been through a tough time had to toughen up
When I see you we ain't really catching up
I don't like the cameras
I don't like the Bando
I just want the Bandz bro
Pass it to my mans, bro
Shawty counted 15 like she Geico
Know that she lying she a psycho.
Got seven man's on the list though
Why the fuck I wife a fucking hoe though

Try to hold it down like Hodor
Need to find a wife I'm a Ogar
Her father don't like me
He know my intentions
Pass it to the Ram God he got different bitches

And she tried to play me
Then she learned her lesson
They be strictly business
We don't do no messing

Baby alone
She don't answer phones
She ain't never really coming home
She ain't really in her zone

And she think she special
Imma go and go find me a clone
And I know she gonna bone

And ik she going to bone
Bone bone

Yo Teo why bicthes lie
Make me mad make me wanna commit a homicide
Me and you bicth is dead, Bitch attracting flies
I like them thicker thighs
God Damn
God Damn,
These bicthes and they doing my dance
I'm just tryna do my dance
Irritated tryna get bandz on bandz
Like Damn
Like Damn
got a hun and I'm doing my dance
Tryna make bandz on bandz on bandz
Got me stressing over these for damn hoes

GOD DAMN
God God damn
Really with the fam
Only with my gang and my brothers
If u ain't with us then don't touch us
Shawty want to fuck me for the fame
She don't fuck me she a lame
Had to X her out like Malcom
She don't even really know the outcome
Know that she checking on my income
Shawty is done done
Baby you a bum bum

Yo gangsta how your birthday feeling
I ain't going to lie
Where the shawtys at
They in rout they in rout
You know trust me trust me trust me
I'm Teo
It's St. Pattys day where the
Man
We Outside



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Writer(s): Mateo Green
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