You Ain't Shit

Calling private girl i know its you Thought you blocked me, Hit me out the blue We done, i dont f*ck with you You aint shit Private number keep calling my phone i know its you Forgot im childish i play them games too I know you love me, but its cool I like the attention i aint got no issue With you, Thats you, i hate, you too If you, hate me, Please girl, do you You aint moving correct everything you do is see through We dont f*ck with eachother i thought that we agreed Thats what i can recollect from my memories Im at my best so now you feeling me Liking pictures from weeks ago yea you stalking me Got you whole nigga and you still tryna f*ck with me you wrong Got me writin this song im coolin at home Sippin on Dom Perignon i feel like a don my nigga im on Hoe dont carry on, how many fucking songs I gotta write about you till you realize that you wrong Calling private girl i know its you Thought you blocked me, Hit me out the blue We done, i dont f*ck with you You aint shit While im writin this song She blowing up my phone Leave me the f*ck alone im i the zone feel like king kong Leave me alone hoe i moved on yea Leave me alone hoe i moved on But that aint no crime so dont feel so wrong When you find time give me the time its in your spine She aint mine but she still my rider Use to f*ck with her so heavy i cant make my mind up Hoe im in my prime So it aint nun to climb Stairs to heaven or hell i do that, all the time Come with me we can make this adventure time But you tellin people you dont love me no more hoe why you lying Calling private girl i know its you Thought you blocked me, Hit me out the blue We done, i dont f*ck with you You aint shit Calling private girl i know its you Thought you blocked me, Hit me out the blue We done, i dont f*ck with you You aint shit