Don't Do Scorpios

I told opie that you Curved me again Bitch since when Now you got a best friend Fooled me once Then you fooled me again I put that on my kid You won't be doing it again I needed more space And communication You bringing up things That don't got things To do with the situation Ferragamo with the Gucci I be mismatched Popped up at your crib Stalking you I was attached Telling me to chill but I can't I need my lick back All the things I ever brought For you bitch I want it back Righteous you like this You left me for a stud That's what I get It took me mad days Just to write this I won't shoot my shot again Because I might miss In a room full of people Would you notice me Swear to god on your life You're over me Made me book a trip And then you curved that's Ode All I thought about was Seeing you on a beach Fashion nova dress And got McQueens on your feet You should've told me no From jump respectfully I loved your ass to death But now you dead to me I hope your ass stay broke Until your seventy I just think that's it's over Everything I did just to show her Don't me cry on your shoulder She keep coming Closer and closer and closer But every time I want some closure She go and block me Always trying to hit a nigga With the lotty dotty How you fucking with a Stud bitch and they not me They not me Ziggy