Lame. (feat. Justin Gillespie & Zaijdren) Video (MV)

You still here, and I don't know why
I don't even like you like you like that My bad, I be lyin
I hear My phone goin' off back to back to back Made me wanna tell you all the things you lack
You so lame, nigga, you so f*ckin' wack I'm the meal, baby, not the f*ckin' snack

Is this what it is? What can I do to change this shit
In your heart, got you feelin' like this Don't like how you move, you always on ten
Your girl tryna diss, really f*ck your friends Is this how it ends, yeah
No, we can't make amends

You lame as hell, you wack as f*ck Thought I should tell you, cause baby, you're outta luck
But I can't love you no more, and you are to blame
You give me hoe vibes, and you think this is a game
Cool, okay, cool You wanna move on, I'm just like, you

I never thought this was a game I get lose
Judgin' how you feel, this love ain't true
Nigga, you lame, don't hit me up no more You did the bare minimum, and it's sick, honestly
But then wanna cry to me when I leave Speaking of leavin', I left

That means stop cockblockin' every time you see a nigga in my likes
F*ck, yeah
It is what it is, know that you hate when I'm feelin' like this
So why you playin', throwin' shots at the kid? Puttin' all that shade on my neck, makin' diss

You gon' change when I get to the crib And that was enough, man, I'm done with this shit
Never trust you, you lame as a bitch Promise you feel this shit when it's real
You lame as hell, you whack as f*ck But I should tell you, cause baby, you're out of luck
But I can't love you no more, and you are to blame

You give me hoe vibes, and you think this is a game
Nigga, you are so weird You have compromised my peace, and now you gotta go
Outta here, you pimple-faced punk Ooh, are you out your mind
Touch grass, baby

You lame, whack