Lyrics

Saw you slide back in my DM's on the 'Gram Can't you see the shit you tryna pull is kinda sad Saw the post you tagged me in but I don't give a damn I can tell, you can't hide I can see that your fucking mad, yeah Guess it didn't work out with your man, yeah Guess this wasn't all apart of your plan, yeah And now you're playing, tryna be my biggest fan I can tell, you can't hide I can see your fucking mad I'm just out here tryna live my life and shit Cooped up in the studio, out here making hits Tryna avoid your bullshit, so why can't you admit That when the offer stood, you declined to commit You just can't tell that it was over then Now I gotta hear your bullshit again Spamming me, till I'm up past ten But I ain't gonna be your shoulder again I just ain't vibing with you I don't know, what's your problem with you I ain't vibing with you, no You can't seem to learn that it's over, no Saw you slide back in my DM's on the 'Gram Can't you see the shit you tryna pull is kinda sad Saw the post you tagged me in but I don't give a damn I can tell, you can't hide I can see that your fucking mad, yeah Guess it didn't work out with your man, yeah Guess this wasn't all apart of your plan, yeah And now you're playing, tryna be my biggest fan I can tell, you can't hide I can see your fucking mad I think you think it's kinda funny Drag out the kid who don't got lots of money Call your friends in, make me feel like I'm hunted But you won't be laughing when I'm counting up these hundreds Flex the waste shirt, and the money Got exclusive shit before you, honey Shouts out the brand, Waste, G-Money and the homie Shortty They got my back in the street when they out there wildin like Saw you slide back in my DM's on the 'Gram Can't you see the shit you tryna pull is kinda sad Saw the post you tagged me in but I don't give a damn I can tell, you can't hide I can see that your fucking mad, yeah Guess it didn't work out with your man, yeah Guess this wasn't all apart of your plan, yeah And now you're playing, tryna be my biggest fan I can tell, you can't hide I can see your fucking mad I can tell, you can't hide I can see your fucking mad
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