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I'm tryna stay up off my iPhone Told my bitch I love you, that was just a typo That bitch drive me crazy, she gone make me psycho Everything I been through, it's something only I know Ay, I'm tryna stay up off my iPhone Told my bitch I love you, that was just a typo That bitch drive me crazy, she gone make me psycho Everything I been through, it's something only I know, ay I'm a legend just like Michael My bitch is ungrateful so I'm out with my side hoe She gone treat me different, I should make her my hoe She don't need no surgery, she don't got no lypo But she got that ass though, told her how to throw it right She treat me like a motorcycle, ride me like a motorbike, vroom I just took off, check the speed I just made 100K off a show I just made 50K off of weed You know I like to play with yo hoe I choke her and pull out her weave I told her, "Bae I gotta go" She begging me stay over please I gotta leave boo I don't wanna mislead you I just wanna please you Letras de cancionesShe looked and said, "Me too" So I let her ride out She like how we vibe out But if you pick my phone up I'ma put you in time out 'Cause I'm I'm tryna stay up off my iPhone Told my bitch I love you, that was just a typo That bitch drive me crazy, she gone make me psycho Everything I been through, it's something only I know Ay, I'm tryna stay up off my iPhone Told my bitch I love you, that was just a typo That bitch drive me crazy, she gone make me psycho Everything I been through, it's something only I know I'm 'bout to tell my dude I love him, then I'm gonna dump him 'Cause to be honest I put my side nigga above him Tell him that I know that he creeping with that hoe That's why I'm fucking that nigga that I be calling my bro Middle finger, fuck a-you Who the fuck is you? This L is for you I'ma take a W Fuck on the dick then I fuck up a check He say he want a kiss but I give him a peck I said call me Aretha, I want my respect When you niggas get stupid it's plenty on deck Ain't about to be sitting home crying for you Better get one and pick if you buy it in blue All these niggas is lined up eyeing the coupe Because taking your spot what they dying to do Ayo open the door, give me my clothes Throw me the keys 'cause I'm taking the Rolls Get any closer we coming to blows You get the picture, ain't talking a pose I mean who doing it, doing it Like we doing it, doing it Why you ruin it, ruin it Here we go How you ain't know a queen from a rat She saw that cheese now you 'bout to get trapped How you ain't know a queen from a rat I run and you gon' be doubling back I'm tryna stay up off my iPhone Told my bitch I love you, that was just a typo That bitch drive me crazy, she gone make me psycho Everything I been through, it's something only I know Ay, I'm tryna stay up off my iPhone Told my bitch I love you, that was just a typo That bitch drive me crazy, she gone make me psycho Everything I been through, it's something only I know Ain't no typo, ain't no Michael Ain't a psycho, fuck your iPhone (Yeah) Fuck your iPhone From Letras Mania