[Intro] Why don't you return my calls? Why don't you return my calls? Why you trip 'bout where I be? You don't ever come and see me Come and see me, come and see me, yeah, yeah, yeah Oh
[Verse 1] What you mean that you ain't fuckin' me no more? Lil' bitch, is you dumb? Slackin' on my pimpin' made you leave me for a new one Girl, I'm way too wavy, let you play me like it's too fun Malice in my palace, you the salad to my crouton Keisha, Jenny, Gia, give a fuck about what they say Talkin' like Medilla with that rah-rah and that ray-tay Me I'm somewhere smoking on a B and got that A-grade On the block, I'm spinning on that bitch just like a Beyblade Don't fuck with my exes, but get text-es on a late night Airplane mode, I'm like the wheels, 'bout to take flight And it's five-hundred on the dash And to them tings I'm tryna bag, I'm on your ass, ah Money is the motive, you got no emotion Only two niggas she want is Benjamin and Bolton If money ain't in hand, then the plan get aborted Slick with that finesse, I bet she'll make you feel important
[Chorus] But ain't nothing important to her (No) Ain't nothing important (No) But Benjamins and Boltons (Benjamins and Boltons) But ain't nothing important to her (No) Ain't nothing important (No) But Benjamins and Boltons (Benjamins and Boltons)
[Verse 2] What you mean you went and found another nigga? Bitch, is you dumb? (Is you dumb) Bitch, are you dumb? Broke my heart, and found someone, are you dumb? Are you stupid? 'Cause I gotta condone, my girl, which one? (Which one) It must be one Is it crack, cocaine or meth you smoke? What type of drugs you on (What type of drugs) 'Cause, bitch, you ain't never left before Is it make-believe? 'Cause it must be the joke of the summer You can't leave me so open, had your pussy soakin', it's dripping all over my covers (Oh) You know we been fucking, I had you chin tucking Licking your tongue and then grabbing your chin when you dick sucking Put my chicken in your dip like it's Kentucky Now you front it to that nigga like you didn't love it I couldn't have figured Heard this nigga get more paper than me I can't even flex and say I'm richer Guess I'm just the Rollie, he the Richard (Damn) I feel embarrassed I was thinking 'bout horse and a carriage Thinking 'bout kids in our back yard And you come divorcing a marriage Are you dumb? (Oh) Are you dumb? Are you dumb? (Oh) Are you dumb? (You must be dumb) Made me put in work when you was tryna find someone (One question) Are you fuckin' dumb? Are you fuckin' dumb?
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