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See a fine lil dime that I wanna take out Got me fantasizing Thinking bout her with her face down Lot of guys finna try but it aint a race now No Aint a race no I don't chase no Locked and loaded gonna shoot my shot I got more ammo In case she shoot me down But lets be honest Who gon really do that Do that Aint afraid to test my luck Like some russian roulette And Saturday was the day The day we had our first date Then we started going steady Till she cheated on me I pulled up at her spot It was like seven o clock I told that man you can have her I don't fight for a thot Nah F*ck that bitch I quit Man i'm just moving onto the next one Onto the next one Aye Onto the next Onto the next On on to the I'm convinced I don't know how to pick Cause every girl I talk to Got alot of friends At least that's what she call em But she be all up on em They always give her presents But they wrap em with a condom Playing a game that I can't win Man I need some help better tap in Only twenty one no savage Dodgin love no challenge Gettin sick of this Hella pissed Lookin for a real chick Put my heart up on my sleeve Ima start wearing muscle T's F*ck that bitch I quit Man i'm just moving onto the next one Onto the next one Aye Onto the next Onto the next On on to the F*ck that bitch I quit Man i'm just moving onto the next one Onto the next one Onto the next Onto the next On on to the I got commas with no drama And I got my damn diploma And she fuckin with a soldier And she always got my shoulder I don't understand Tell me why I can't She keep fucking with these boys But I been a man What's the deal Gotta get out like Jordan Peele All these girls in track and field And they runnin and they runnin And they runnin from a real one And they runnin from a real one F*ck that bitch I quit Man i'm just moving onto the next one Onto the next one Aye Onto the next Onto the next On on to the