HeartBreakNixon - TextFree Lyrics

Gotta hit you from an app, TextFree
Gotta call you from this number blocked, won't text me
Kinda hard to move on cause you're my bestie
I like girls that I like girls, Lesbe
Her and her friend, let me f*ck him in a telli
What we do behind these doors ain't no telling
Skip the rollie, this an AP, f*ck a prezzy
Would you hold it down if the police come and get me
Gotta hit you from an app, GTL
I talk shit in all my raps, bitch go f*ck yourself
Call me star 67, I won't answer
Tell lil shorty, yeah he need to get his bands up
Tell my whotie go to the store, get some Fanta
Just drop a deuce in here, he can't keep his head up
Bitch got a bad attitude and I got mood swings
Leave but you comin' back, cause that's just how we do things
Nothing major girl, at least we had fun
Mix your drink just with coconut and rum
Talked for a couple months, then we broke up
We're not done until I say we're done
Fell in love with more than your pum-pum
And your hips bussin' like a gun
She don't wait for nothing, she in front
We don't pay to come in, they pay us

If I walk into this club, bet I ain't get searched
If I ever been a dub, I bet that hoe was first
Gotta hit me from a different number, Google Voice
Can't get in contact with me, so she gon' hit my boy
And he won't ever give no secrets up, that's on God
My friends ain't like your friends, we just got a different bond
My bitch ain't like your bitch, OnlyFans her only job
My ends ain't like your ends, all they do is kill and rob

Gotta hit you from an app, TextFree
Gotta call you from this number blocked, won't text me
Kinda hard to move on cause you're my bestie
I like girls that I like girls, Lesbe