What I Did

Huh, please don't compare me I swear i'm better than the rest In this brand new Cedes like F*ck it, i'm racing a Vette This bitch calling me daddy Don't know if she's wet or upset Got money on me like I went And placed me a bet, yes Pour up lean i'm stressed Huh, got a tech I might leave that boy stretched She said, she don't want me yet But I know I could f*ck with her best And I f*ck her the best If I shoot my shot No, I can't miss She told me that I should come over Said three words Bitch say less Your chain fake take that test Your chain fake should've payed less Would've lived if he would've played less Got my songs on your bitch playlist I'm that nigga your bitch can't resist She looked at my wrist Took her then we dip Tell them broke niggas I came in (Yeah, Yeah) You not my guy, my twin (Yeah, Yeah) My hoe gone hold my stick (Yeah, Yeah) She ain't never gone tell what I did (Yeah, Yeah) What I did That was back then, on the road I'm beating her back in then I go These niggas be switching And running like hoes I spent your rent on designer clothes I'd do it again but I'll spend a little more I told that boy it's game over Got your hoe tryna drive my Range Rover She drank to much can't stay over Got to much pain can't stay sober Put that boy on a flight no lay over She was easy to hit like a lay up I got shooters that will mess your day up Put a switch on the back make it spray you Put a tag on your toe we gon lay you I'm just tryna hit so I tell you I love you Tell them broke niggas I came in (Yeah, Yeah) You not my guy, my twin (Yeah, Yeah) My hoe gone hold my stick (Yeah, Yeah) She ain't never gone tell what I did (Yeah, Yeah) (Tell them broke niggas I came in Yeah, Yeah You not my guy, my twin Yeah, Yeah My hoe gone hold my stick Yeah, Yeah She ain't never gone tell what I did Yeah, Yeah)