Boy it's too late to hell with you and them games you played
F*ck out my face I ain't giving the time of day
This shit so lame can't believe I fell for the games
But that's ok you gone feel me anyway
Boy it's too late to hell with you and them games you played
F*ck out my face I ain't giving the time of day
This shit so lame can't believe I fell for the games
But that's ok you gone feel me anyway
You gone feel me anyway
When His hands all on my hips, buss down wrapped 'round my waist
And I know you gone ride by my place
See that Mercedes AMG GT in my driveway
You gone feel me anyway
Doing shit just for the fame
Nobody really knows your name
Riding 'round just catching plays
Shotgun with my other bae
Nasty and he love my frame
Boy it's too late to hell with you and them games you played
F*ck out my face I ain't giving the time of day
This shit so lame can't believe I fell for the games
But that's ok you gone feel me anyway
Boy it's too late to hell with you and them games you played
F*ck out my face I ain't giving the time of day
This shit so lame can't believe I fell for the games
But that's ok you gone feel me anyway
I've done wrong, I resent that
Hard so cold, filled with get back
Wrist on froze, yeah he did that
I'm on go you cant stop that
I've done wrong, I resent that
Hard so cold, filled with get back
Wrist on froze, yeah he did that
I'm on go you cant stop that