matter

(Woah woah woah, let's go)

I guess my feelings don't matter
She think her new man better, fed up
I'm still chasing this cheddar
Hit a quick lick, her pussy get wetter
Like what, I flipped a brick now she saying don't leave
But she side chick number 3
So you know I can't fuck no treesh
Wait wait wait, yeah, I'm still holdin on
Couple bitches they all foreign
I'll buy that bag at Saint Laurent
Cos I know that's what you want
Cos I know that's what you want, yeah, want, yeah

Without you I don't feel like myself
I guess it's time to go back popping pills
Never thought this shit would get me in my feels
Fuck that, let's keep it fucking real
Swerving in the hellcat or the beamer
I got hella options but I still choose smoke sativa
All the bitches bad, but my bitch she a diva
I guess that's the reason why I gotta fucking leave her

Oh I guess it's time to take out another blunt
I guess it's time to smoke another ounce of runts
All I ask is one chance
All I ask is one chance
But I guess you won't give that

I been feeling no love
I been feeling so lost
I been feeling outta luck
But I guess I fucked it up
Yeah I know I fucked it up
So I guess it don't matter

I guess my feelings don't matter
She think her new man better, fed up
I'm still chasing this cheddar
Hit a quick lick, her pussy get wetter
Like what, I flipped a brick now she saying don't leave
But she side chick number 3
So you know I can't fuck no treesh
Wait wait wait, yeah, I'm still holdin on
Couple bitches they all foreign
I'll buy that bag at Saint Laurent
Cos I know that's what you want
Cos I know that's what you want, yeah, want, yeah



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Writer(s): Cakey !
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