No, I can't stand her, switchin' hoes like switchin' the channel Don't be wishin' for shit you can't handle, yeah Block your number, I got handles I know she was tryna fuck with the star, yeah, that's probably if I let you I know she was tryna fuck with the squad, so I'ma send her to the next dude
Know you not used to this shit, oh my God, camouflage then If she wanna fuck with a star, hold this gas and roll that up, damn, yeah Know you not used to this shit, oh my God, count it up, then If she wanna fuck with a star, hold this gas and roll that up, damn, yeah
Move like a ghost when I'm in the town She on my phone when I'm in L.A. Like, "What you on?" Like, "Where you at?" "I'm 'bout to pull up and show you something" You should know shit, I ain't on that I know it that she let him tour that The bullshit, no, I ain't for that Phone on DND, thought I ignored that I gotta TEC, you don't wanna shell Pullin' up, smellin' like gas and Chanel Don't even know if they wishin' you well Smile in your face, they wishin' you hell Not leavin' a trail Can't tell 'em a secret, nah, they tellin' the tale
How many racks? Add that I run to the racks, no backtrack The lame shit, yeah, you can have that I know all the reasons they mad at I know what you bad at Shawty, too bad, I bagged that I'm in the lab, can't chat back And you on some shit I can't stand, yeah
No, I can't stand her, switchin' hoes like switchin' the channel Don't be wishin' for shit you can't handle, yeah Block your number, I got handles I know she was tryna fuck with the star, yeah, that's probably if I let you I know she was tryna fuck with the squad, so I'ma send her to the next dude
Know you not used to this shit, oh my God, camouflage then If she wanna fuck with a star, hold this gas and roll that up, damn, yeah Know you not used to this shit, oh my God, count it up, then If she wanna fuck with a star, hold this gas and roll that up, damn, yeahTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
