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Uh, ayy, talkin' bout this you and only you Bitch, I'm lyin', just tell the truth You drink, ayy, talkin' bout this me, but only me Bitch, you lyin', just tell the truth Talkin' bout this you and only you So, bitch, I'm lyin', just tell the truth You left my house and then got fucked And can't write back your ass tonight How the f*ck you do? No pain in love And pain in drugs, they keep me up Just like that weed, that shit prescriptions I used that to get out my feelings Robbed bitch on her, pop a Perc I'm tired of hoes, that shit berserk With a capital D in the end, we're ill I think she a devil, she came from hell But all bad things just must prevail But when I'm gone, put me in that cell Talkin' bout this you and only you, lil' bitch I'm lyin', just tell the truth You left my house and then got fucked And can't write back your ass tonight I'm tired of hoes and all they feelings That shit fuckin' up my trust But all this weed can't do enough But I like Percs, they keep me up You think I'm centered past the paint I tell my bitch to pour my drink And I'm still sippin', that's okay I'm tired of hoes, y'all ass be fake How you fuckin' different niggas Then come right back into my face That pussy hot, it might be loose Like Jungle Jam do hula hoop I see your page and scroll away I smoke my dope, it give me faith All bad hoes talkin' bout they hate me How you hate me when you date me You wanna fuckin' have my baby You must be stupid, fuckin' crazy Bad enough, you close as fuckin' And you still fuckin' up my trust But all bad hoes be keepin' secrets They might be fuckin' while you sleepin Don't say shit and don't say shit You see that bitch walk past that bitch You brought me in and I was cool And we smoked weed like that was cool You broke my heart, you fucked the mood Man, f*ck the win, I hope you lose I'm out of love and out of trust And that shit fuckin' up my guts I'm talkin' I'm gettin' all fucked I move out the way like Benjamin Bucks He call my phone, so what you doin' Sistmas, cars like that, didn't done nothin I'm tired of these hoes and all they friends He must be low on Benjamin Bucks I took a look up and I didn't know f*ck What you did, your ass enough See that little bitch, don't look up I wonder if I fucked it up I'm on my hunt, so shit, bitch, f*ck you And your friends, I'm tryna f*ck them And that's your man, shit, we gon' tuck him Wait, wait, we gon' bust him I came first, then he had a concussion And we left his son watchin' Cocomelon He's a bitch, he's not a felon So get your dumb ass out your feelings I'm tired of hoes and all that joke and shit F*ck that shit, don't be funny I'm tired of all these hoes, gang They had me fuckin' up my mental Fuckin' up my brain, say She say it's you and only you I know you lyin', just tell the truth You left my house and then got fucked And came right back here last night I know you fuckin' on an old dude But it's cool, I don't got trust F*ck hoes, gang, f*ck em, f*ck em