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COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Aaron Yates
Aaron Yates
Songwriter

Lyrics

Hey, Tech, it's Whitney I just wanna see if we're still on for today Call and let me know Bye That's my bad bitch Hey, baby, it's me, Whitney I called earlier to confirm our plans for today Just call me back at the house Yeah You should get some condoms You know what, Tech? You're so incon-fuckin-ciderate You could've called and said "Fuck you (Yo, hold up, hold up) Or something This is the type of shit I'm talkin about What is that? Hold up, hold up, hold up, hold up, hold up I only have one question Do you think I could ever make you hate me? This bitch is trippin Okay... I tried being nice And I tried being sweet Fuck that! You're probably out with that bitch of yours You stupid asshole Can you believe this bitch? You think I'm stupid, don't you? If you think I'm mad now Don't let me see your wife Walkin down the street Hold up
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