R-Runnin' out of conscious this ho give me migraines,
She just called my phone up she just play them mind games,
Wan know who you lovin' wan know who you trustin'
Draco hit your mans up that's his repercussion,
I-I know that you feel a way you just let em' do it to you,
Everything gon' be okay yeah

C-Choppa on me might jug the nigga she walk in the club might drug a nigga,
T-that's your ho she don't love you,
Might not make sense but she don't love you,

(Yeah)

(Yeah)

(Yeah)

(Yeah)

(Yeah)

(Yeah)

(Yeah)

(Yeah)

Yeah what you mean you loving ain no ecstasy,
Yeah I thought that I was bugging my ex just texted me,
Waste your loving on me yeah and She skinny petite yeah,
It's 2k for the feat yeah get paid to rap on a beat (yeahh)

(This ho give me migraines you love me but it's no ecstasy)

(Bee)
E-Everything gon be k (yeah) E-Everything gon be B-B-Bool, (bool)
Better watch what you just say y-yeah my slime got that tool, (yeah)
That ho she ain't no saint (yeah she ain't no saint)
She have sex for views (yeahh)
(yeah)

(Mind games)

(mind games)

(Mind games)

(mind games)

(she just play them mind games)