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Don't open her phone 'less you wanna see nudes sent to me Hoes a put you down, especially mentally You think you locked it, saved it preciously I'm putting in rounds, leaving at 10:30 (Taigz where you been) Up in Beverly She looked for love, I think it left early Always got the cake, she always 'member me Met her on tinder, oh so tenderly Can I hit it in the morning My ex-girl hit my phone first thing when I'm yawning And I ain't even trying to flirt, just trying to get you moaning My next girl in the world wondering why I'm stalling Cause bitch, I got money to make, money to spend People to meet, fuck a new friend, rap careers to end Streets to rep, city to save Country proud of how their son about to shine and win Keep that attitude for the next nigga But with that attitude I'll be surprised you get a next nigga Now look, they say I walk around like I'm stressed I just got shit to get off my chest Letras de cancionesNow my nigga, next time your girl acting like a wretch Sit her ass down ask her this It's a lil test Are you satisfied Are you satisfied Are you satisfied Are you satisfied Are you satisfied Are you satisfied Are you satisfied Are you satisfied If not... Bitch you can hit the road (You can hit the road) I think it's time I let you go (I think it's time I let you go, oh) Girls like her look for drama, niggas like me don't try karma (Karma) Girls like her always pop shit, niggas like me don't like dumb shit (Dumb shit) Girls like her take for granted, niggas like me ain't romantic (Ain't romantic)** Girls like her straight up crazy, why niggas like me like these ladies (Damn) Shit got me tense, It's like all my dollars are gone This shit don't make sense I fixed my lens, the grass ain't green on the other side I jumped the fence I'm still feeling bent, shawty want ride me today Like I'm some whip she rent I can, but I can't, you either with me on the court Or you riding the bench Je t'ai montré mon parcours (Woo) Mes mots honnêtes tous les jours (Woo) Tu voulais pas mon amour (Woo) Maintenant t'as perdu ton tour (Woo) Là quand tu parles je suis sourd (Woo) Mais grâce à toi j'ai des sous (Woo) T'as vu mon nom c'est partout (Woo) T'as kiffé mon son c'est du lourd! (Woo woo woo) They say I walk around like I'm stressed Look, I just got shit to get off my chest Ladies, next time your man acting like a pest Sit his ass down ask him this It's a lil test (Nigga) Are you satisfied Are you satisfied Are you satisfied Are you satisfied Are you satisfied Are you satisfied Are you satisfied Are you satisfied If not... Bitch you can hit the road (You can hit the road) I think it's time I let you go (I think it's time I let you go, oh) Are you satisfied Are you satisfied Are you satisfied Are you satisfied Are you satisfied Are you satisfied Are you satisfied Are you satisfied If not... Bitch you can hit the road (You can hit the road) I think it's time I let you go (I think it's time I let you go, oh) From Letras Mania