It get lonely on my side, so I just cuddle with My stick
Look, forget that shit, Im posted up in the stu, Tryna make a hit
I'm tryna stay up out the mix
Just met this lil' bitch from the 6
And she can post online she want, cause I ain't Trippin' bout a bitch
So I tell myself, forget her
Forget her, forget her
Yes, I tell myself, forget her
I ain't trippin' I'll, forget her
I tell myself, you gotta know your worth
Cause if you don't, then they gon' slug you
Put you on that shirt, put you in the dirt
You know love it hurt , was busy fuckin' her
I should've been busy lovin' her
I'm traumatized from all my past relationships
I'm traumatized, did suicide
This part, I kinda hate that shit
They pick a side, I'm switchin' mines
Cause I'm better off on my own
Done lost my mind, I'm sick and tired
Don't want bitches on my phone
If it's real, I guess I'll stay
If it's not than, girl, I'm gone
I can't worry about this shit
Gotta worry about this song
I'm just painting pictures with my words
The artist like the poet
She don't love me,yeah I know it
But you know Drippa, gotta keep it
Gotta keep it
Forget that bitch, I'm tired of makin' love Songs
Gotta keep it focused
By the time I'm 26, my fuckin' love gone
Gotta feeling him I'm knowing
I want that love from the 80s
I want you lovin' and fuckin' me, baby
Lovin' you, touchin' and rubbin
And lovin' and huggin' it (frtt)
That spit drive me crazy
I got you creamin' and screamin
You scratch my body
I told her she fuck like she hate me
Said, give me a baby
Come inside, girl, let's go make it
Fuckin' her off in the basement
Now we got three
I don't like odds it's even
It's easy, you touch it and squeeze it
Now we got four
Baby, she drinkin' the demon
She want a baby, a demon
I said, forget her
Yeah, forget that bitch
Forget her
Forget her
Forget that bitch
Forget that
Forget her
Yeah, forget that bitch
Tell her you done, it's off, it's gone
Faneto
Give me the beat, I eat those
I don't like people
Baby, you easy forgotten
Stop stalkin my bitch, you be plottin
Baby, you thought I forgot it
What you did
Was kid shit, I'm bein' honest
Drippa ain't with that shit
Forget that bitch
You off in the land of forgotten
She off in the land of forgotten
Don't you be plottin' baby
Don't you be plottin' baby
Yeah, I forgot you, baby
Forget her
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