Fuck a hoe, block her number 'fore she think 'bout calling me
She just pulled up to my crib, why the hell she stalking me?
If you ain't tammat money, baby girl, don't even talk to me
I put a 3.5 in my wood, that shit look like some broccoli
Paid too much for this MARNI sweater, 1k, what it cost me
Bitch I do anything I want, lil baby, you can't boss me
You want a ring up on your finger, yeah, that's when you lost me
I bought a stick for any nigga thinking they gon' cross me
I got a fly bitch on my roster, shawty way too flossy
And she stay putting that shit on, lil baby way too saucy
Just popped a X and gave one to my bitch, ain't talking Cosby
Might fuck around and blow this shit up just like kamikaze
Bad bitch, moving to the north but she come from the south
Man, my girl like way too spoiled, if I say no, then she gon' pout
Might throw that bitch a couple of racks, thats if she don't run her mouth
We having these packs coming in the morning, by the night, we ship 'em out
I told my bitch go shopping, grab whatever she want, fuck the amount
She said she wanna bring her friend, tryna come see what thats about
Exotic furniture in my room, 3500 for my couch
I get so high but gotta smoke outside, got kids inside the house
My bitch, she tryna fuck but I ain't even in the mood for that right now
I been a real nigga forever, baby, anybody can vouch
I stuffed them racks inside the Goyard bag, can't fit inside the pouch
7.62's inside the clip gon' have that lil boy running routes
Everything was just so good, where the fuck did we go wrong?
Damn, you really made me happy, swear to God, its been so long
One day you're happy and in love, then the next day you was gone
I really, really miss your presence
Damn, I hate being alone
Damn, huh, like where the fuck did i go wrong?
Even though I miss you, feeling like i'm better off alone
Can't let you talk to me however
When you speak, you watch your tone
I don't know why i'm talking 'bout this situation on this song
Fuck a hoe, block her number 'fore she think 'bout calling me
She just pulled up to my crib, why the hell she stalking me?
If you ain't tammat money, baby girl, don't even talk to me
I put a 3.5 in my wood, that shit look like some broccoli
Paid too much for this MARNI sweater, 1k, what it cost me
Bitch I do anything I want, lil baby, you can't boss me
You want a ring up on your finger, yeah, that's when you lost me
I bought a stick for any nigga thinking they gon' cross me