Disconnected

Ahhhh
Yeah
Ya know
Done with these bitches
Uh
Done with these bitches

I'm done with these bitches
Soon as you talk they start trippin
Then wondering why you go missing
I'm keeping my distance
Fuck it I'll stick to the kitchen
Get better money with whippin
You said you be feeling neglected
Baby I'm very invested
Couple of boxes I check it
Baby you know I respect it

I put the ice on ya neck and ya chest and ya wrist
Still you act just like a bitch
Put you in positions you thought you could never get in
I taught ya ass how to win
I made it my business to make me the yan to ya yin
Yet you done fucked up again
I can't trust these bitches I notice that most of em sin
And I can't be tying them ends
I thought that you was the ticket
I shoulda known you would switch it
We shoulda never been kickin
Turned from a sweetie to wicked
You evil
You acting deceitful
So I gotta leave you
Don't need you
Was never my peoples
Was never my equal



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Writer(s): Jazmine Collins
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