Diary No.1
Why she act like a hoe
Why she mess with the bros
How she get that Versace
I know she out for the throat
Green light mean go
Shhhhhh
She don't think that I know
She want me but she also but she also want bro Make your mind cause bitch cause you going slow
Yeah that's what's with this girl
Yeah she funny but she for the world
I like when she sits and she twirl
Give a dick while I'm pulling her curls
I don't understand
I ain know that she had a man
It don't matter if that nigga exist
Shoot my shot, I never miss
On my block you know I got a clip
It ain charge so I walk with a stick
What the fuck, what is this shit
I need a bitch that got flavor in it
That nigga a rat why he oppin telling them where I'm at
You just mad cause your bitch is not bad
He just a brokie you missing your dad
And I'm praying to God
For the girl of my dreams
I don't care what they see
Might put a M to the Z
Or the L to the Y
I Lowkey know that she lied
Why does she think that I'm fried
Gotta hit her with a sigh
Or the A to the D
I hope you can hear me
Why she shooting from deep
Bro I was not buying the Amiris
Cartier is enough Or the Gucci tuff
This shit not serious
Bro I was not trying to get cuffed
Come here bae I don't care what they say
If she want the lambo I'ma cop that shit today
Wait, this shit could go both ways
If your ass is cheating
Well I'm not here to stay
Aye
You live and you learn
Played wit fire I ain get burned
It's probably random
She ain't yours, you waiting your turn
If you want the sauce
Gotta stay strong like you the boss
Follow the key, you'll see the results
Look at me, now I'm on top yeah
Why she act like a hoe
Why she mess with the bros
How she get that Versace
I know she out for the throat
Green light mean go
Shhhhhh
She don't think that I know
She want me but she also but she also want bro Make your mind cause bitch cause you going slow
Yeah that's what's with this girl
Yeah she funny but she for the world
I like when she sits and she twirl
Give a dick while I'm pulling her curls
I don't understand
I ain know that she had a man
It don't matter if that nigga exist
Shoot my shot, I never miss
Why she mess with the bros
How she get that Versace
I know she out for the throat
Green light mean go
Shhhhhh
She don't think that I know
She want me but she also but she also want bro Make your mind cause bitch cause you going slow
Yeah that's what's with this girl
Yeah she funny but she for the world
I like when she sits and she twirl
Give a dick while I'm pulling her curls
I don't understand
I ain know that she had a man
It don't matter if that nigga exist
Shoot my shot, I never miss
On my block you know I got a clip
It ain charge so I walk with a stick
What the fuck, what is this shit
I need a bitch that got flavor in it
That nigga a rat why he oppin telling them where I'm at
You just mad cause your bitch is not bad
He just a brokie you missing your dad
And I'm praying to God
For the girl of my dreams
I don't care what they see
Might put a M to the Z
Or the L to the Y
I Lowkey know that she lied
Why does she think that I'm fried
Gotta hit her with a sigh
Or the A to the D
I hope you can hear me
Why she shooting from deep
Bro I was not buying the Amiris
Cartier is enough Or the Gucci tuff
This shit not serious
Bro I was not trying to get cuffed
Come here bae I don't care what they say
If she want the lambo I'ma cop that shit today
Wait, this shit could go both ways
If your ass is cheating
Well I'm not here to stay
Aye
You live and you learn
Played wit fire I ain get burned
It's probably random
She ain't yours, you waiting your turn
If you want the sauce
Gotta stay strong like you the boss
Follow the key, you'll see the results
Look at me, now I'm on top yeah
Why she act like a hoe
Why she mess with the bros
How she get that Versace
I know she out for the throat
Green light mean go
Shhhhhh
She don't think that I know
She want me but she also but she also want bro Make your mind cause bitch cause you going slow
Yeah that's what's with this girl
Yeah she funny but she for the world
I like when she sits and she twirl
Give a dick while I'm pulling her curls
I don't understand
I ain know that she had a man
It don't matter if that nigga exist
Shoot my shot, I never miss
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Writer(s): Sylvester Dwomoh
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