Yeah, okay, girl why do you always hurt me?
I swear you always bring the worst in me
You bitch, you always tryna hurt me
Ain't shit, uh, Ima leave first thing
Okay, bitch, I'm so done with that old shit
Bitch, I'm so done, I am over it
I say, bitch, I'm so done talking 'bout those bits
Bitch, I'm so done, I am not the f*cking one
Yeah, yeah, yeah, I been laughing to the bank
I done had it with this bitch, I might pull up to LA
Cause I feel so lit, when I'm doin' things my way
When I fall inside this pit, all I do is sit and pray
I might go and get you sad, yeah, yeah, yeah
I might go and get my bag, I might go and say my bad
I might go and sit on back, I might go sit where you sat
All I hear is all these facts, disappear and then that's that
Yeah, I've been clearing up my name
I don't need no bitch to tell me who the f*ck is sane
I done made a list, I read it, then aim, uh
Misses make me pissed, so I go for the brain
Yeah, Ima leave
Notes
Something that you don't wanna know, huh
Yeah, yeah, don't wanna know, huh, yeah, yeah
Walking down the hall, shit, I was staring at a f*cking wall
All I really wanted was to grow then just ball
All I really wanted was to get old and fall
Ain't get old at all
Stack just like this, oh yeah
If I get these racks, am I rich? Oh yeah
Watch this shit happen, just like this, oh yeah
I ain't ever cappin' 'bout shit, oh yeah
Okay, bitch, I'm so done with that old shit
Bitch, I'm so done, I am over it
I say, bitch, I'm so done talking 'bout those bits
Bitch, I'm so done, I am not the f*cking one
Ima make shit rough, when you think I'm wrong
But you still my bitch when I put it on
It don't seem like it, but this a love song
Deal with all my shit, then we gon' last long
Ima go from rags to riches, yeah
I don't really like these bitches, yeah
I don't really want these stitches, yeah
But no one ain't ever listen
You is just a crazy bitch, don't have no wit
Aye, you is just a crazy bitch, get off my dick
Yeah, I don't wanna give you my weed no rips
Only hits you getting coming from my f*cking fist
Yeah, Ima leave
Notes
Something that you don't wanna know, huh
Yeah, yeah, don't wanna know, huh, yeah, yeah
Ima hit this blunt in a classy way
I might go and kill you, like my way
I might go and steal you, like today
Gone away
Stack just like this, oh yeah
If I get these racks, am I rich? Oh yeah
Watch this shit happen, just like this, oh yeah
I ain't ever cappin' 'bout shit, oh yeah