You ain't tryna play with us, nah
I-I'm just firin' with the gang, you get shot
Bitch, I'm gettin' all the bread, I got knots
Bitch, I can't f*ck with a fed, not a cop
Bitch, you be cryin' for your mami, your pop
I just passed that bitch a Plan B, she popped
They try to show me that they care, but they don't
You know that I should've just hung up the phone
You know that I should've just right all my wrongs
Get back in the studio, I'm writin' all my songs
You just left, and now you got me all alone
Baby, you know that I'm fiendin, got the withdrawals
I know I missed your call, If you got attitude, just leave it at the door
Can't take the blame, cause I know it's not my fault
You know you gotta run it back, fiendin' for more
Yeah, yeah, guillotine they head and get the top
I get that money, yeah, nonstop
Glock ran outta bullets, I had to swap
You ain't tryna play with us, nah
I-I'm just firin' with the gang, you get shot
Bitch, I'm gettin' all the bread, I got knots
Bitch, I can't f*ck with a fed, not a cop
Bitch, you be cryin' for your mami, your pop
I just passed that bitch a Plan B, she popped
They try to show me that they care, but they don't
You know that I should've just hung up the phone
You know that I should've just right all my wrongs
Get back in the studio, I'm writin' all my songs
You just left, and now you got me all alone
Baby, you know that I'm fiendin, got the withdrawals
I know I missed your call, If you got attitude, just leave it at the door
Can't take the blame, cause I know it's not my fault
You know you gotta run it back, fiendin' for more
AK Arkkive - hangup Lyrics
AK Arkkive - hangup Lyrics
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You ain't tryna play with us, nah
I-I'm just firin' with the gang, you get shot
Bitch, I'm gettin' all the bread, I got knots
Bitch, I can't f*ck with a fed, not a cop
Bitch, you be cryin' for your mami, your pop
I just passed that bitch a Plan B, she popped
They try to show me that they care, but they don't
You know that I should've just hung up the phone
You know that I should've just right all my wrongs
Get back in the studio, I'm writin' all my songs
You just left, and now you got me all alone
Baby, you know that I'm fiendin, got the withdrawals
I know I missed your call, If you got attitude, just leave it at the door
Can't take the blame, cause I know it's not my fault
You know you gotta run it back, fiendin' for more
Yeah, yeah, guillotine they head and get the top
I get that money, yeah, nonstop
Glock ran outta bullets, I had to swap
You ain't tryna play with us, nah
I-I'm just firin' with the gang, you get shot
Bitch, I'm gettin' all the bread, I got knots
Bitch, I can't f*ck with a fed, not a cop
Bitch, you be cryin' for your mami, your pop
I just passed that bitch a Plan B, she popped
They try to show me that they care, but they don't
You know that I should've just hung up the phone
You know that I should've just right all my wrongs
Get back in the studio, I'm writin' all my songs
You just left, and now you got me all alone
Baby, you know that I'm fiendin, got the withdrawals
I know I missed your call, If you got attitude, just leave it at the door
Can't take the blame, cause I know it's not my fault
You know you gotta run it back, fiendin' for more
I-I'm just firin' with the gang, you get shot
Bitch, I'm gettin' all the bread, I got knots
Bitch, I can't f*ck with a fed, not a cop
Bitch, you be cryin' for your mami, your pop
I just passed that bitch a Plan B, she popped
They try to show me that they care, but they don't
You know that I should've just hung up the phone
You know that I should've just right all my wrongs
Get back in the studio, I'm writin' all my songs
You just left, and now you got me all alone
Baby, you know that I'm fiendin, got the withdrawals
I know I missed your call, If you got attitude, just leave it at the door
Can't take the blame, cause I know it's not my fault
You know you gotta run it back, fiendin' for more
Yeah, yeah, guillotine they head and get the top
I get that money, yeah, nonstop
Glock ran outta bullets, I had to swap
You ain't tryna play with us, nah
I-I'm just firin' with the gang, you get shot
Bitch, I'm gettin' all the bread, I got knots
Bitch, I can't f*ck with a fed, not a cop
Bitch, you be cryin' for your mami, your pop
I just passed that bitch a Plan B, she popped
They try to show me that they care, but they don't
You know that I should've just hung up the phone
You know that I should've just right all my wrongs
Get back in the studio, I'm writin' all my songs
You just left, and now you got me all alone
Baby, you know that I'm fiendin, got the withdrawals
I know I missed your call, If you got attitude, just leave it at the door
Can't take the blame, cause I know it's not my fault
You know you gotta run it back, fiendin' for more
Writer: AK 5ifty4our
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
