Yes I sat and wrote a song about a 2 week relationship
Bitch had me fucked up, my mental on uh
My feelings on uh, they just would not quit
So glad that I really outgrew em tho
Big back is really not my style
Over him he think I'm in denial
He know its still tight, thats why he still smiles
Boy you fine
Here's your 10s
But you can't fuck me up again
You said its 2 weeks
Had me weak
You just fucking couldn't fucking understand
I was gonna ride
Have a damn time
You fumbled me
Now I'm gone slide
I could do better not even gonna lie
Fuck that nigga on your line
If he rating our sex
He know it's a 10
I know he remembers when he was deep in
He was cumming like a train
Trying not to crash
Fuck all this reminiscing
Nigga kiss my ass
Don't call me on your iPhone
Fuck how it used to be
Not tripping on you
Never knew what you did to me
Don't call me on your iPhone
Fuck how it used to be
Not tripping on you
Never knew what you did to me
What you did to me
Never knew what you did to me
What you did to me
Calling on you
Never knew what you did to me
Bitch nigga
Hoe-hoe nigga
Bitch-bitch nigga
Hoe what
Don't need to run and tell a bitch
I handle this grown shit on my own
You're like a bug in the window
You just wanna smash it, KILL IT
Just like how you did it that night
When you just smashed it, killed it
You're irreplaceable like
Little nigga you're egotistical
You're so hard on the head
Such a prideful bitch you know
Worried bout whats in my pockets
Worry bout whats in that stomach
Not worried bout who you talking
Just know them niggas are not me
If he rating our sex
He know it's a 10
I know he remember when he was deep in
He was cumming like a train
Trying not to crash
Fuck all this reminiscing
Nigga kiss my ass
Don't call me on your iPhone
Fuck how it used to be
Not tripping on you
Never knew what you did to me
Don't call me on your iPhone
Fuck how it used to be
Not tripping on you
Never knew what you did to me
What you did to me
Never knew what you did to me
What you did to me
Calling on you
Never knew what you did to me
