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[Hook]
Why you hit me up on my cellphone
I dont wanna talk about it (x3)
So you wanna fuck wit me now
I dont wanna talk about it (x3)
[Verse 1]
Where were you on them cold nights
In the dark when a nigga had no lights
Now you wanna turn up infront of strobe lights
Say you wanna ride or die for me for life
But you faking like silicone
Real nigga talk know that ima bring it home
You be talking till yo mu’fucking minutes gone
But i ain’t listen to you speak now you feel alone
And you know that i hate
Bitches that want me for me fame
So why is you acting that shit ain’t attractive
You need to just stop it you lame
I hang up on yo ass, business man too busy gettin’ cash
Bad bitches on the pole livin’ fast, more money more girls do the math
[Hook]
Why you hit me up on my cellphone
I don’t wanna talk about it (x3)
So you wanna fuck with me now
But i don’t wanna talk abut it (x3)
So you wanna fuck with me now
But i don’t wanna talk about it (x3)
[Verse 2]
Cliché bitch in a cliché whip
Talkin’ cliché shit to a trill ass nigga
But fuck all these hoes, i mob with the bros
I’m a get paid now make a mil ass nigga and you know it
Missed calls i ain’t wit it tho
Only time a nigga feel her is when im in the ho
Ain’t a single damn number saved in my phone
But if i hit em up, ready know they finna blow
Grind mode on swole, ain’t nobody gon’ stop me on go
I don’t see a red light niggas know, im a made ass nigga head to toe
Got a problem i ain’t trippin on you
Go head do yo thing haters never get it with you
Come up when its done, but they ain’t never did it with you
I’ll run up on yo lady like 'aye’ and let them feelings get you
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