She keep on calling my phone
But I won't answer that
Told her bitch leave me alone
Don't have no time for that
Told her bitch please watch your tone
20 rounds in the gat
Cause I been balling in the field a lotta hunnids in my stats-
Okay I'm over that
That's so damn whack
You broke my heart I took it back
Had everything beside the fact
You left me cold and broke the pact
I'm a paper chaser, band maker
Bad bitch I'm gon' break her
Real shit ain't no faker
Lotta bread like damn baker
Lil' red dot
Aiming for headshots
Icy thot
Poured me up some wock
On my Moto-rola, hit me up one time
Got expensive taste, pour me up some wine
Ask me if I'm good, I been doing fine
B.B round my waist, momma said I shine
Run up the bands
New bitch I'm not your mans
Jet gon' land
Molly tan just like the sand
Dodging left and right
Hit the pack like Kimbo Slice
Damn lil' shordy not so nice
Broke my heart she did it twice
You won't call me back
I'm over that
Take 3 bars I fade to black
You're so damn whack
I hate the fact
You left me cold and broke the pact
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She keep on calling my phone
But I won't answer that
Told her bitch leave me alone
Don't have no time for that
Told her bitch please watch your tone
20 rounds in the gat
Cause I been balling in the field a lotta hunnids in my stats-
Okay I'm over that
That's so damn whack
You broke my heart I took it back
Had everything beside the fact
You left me cold and broke the pact
I'm a paper chaser, band maker
Bad bitch I'm gon' break her
Real shit ain't no faker
Lotta bread like damn baker
Lil' red dot
Aiming for headshots
Icy thot
Poured me up some wock
On my Moto-rola, hit me up one time
Got expensive taste, pour me up some wine
Ask me if I'm good, I been doing fine
B.B round my waist, momma said I shine
Run up the bands
New bitch I'm not your mans
Jet gon' land
Molly tan just like the sand
Dodging left and right
Hit the pack like Kimbo Slice
Damn lil' shordy not so nice
Broke my heart she did it twice
You won't call me back
I'm over that
Take 3 bars I fade to black
You're so damn whack
I hate the fact
You left me cold and broke the pact
But I won't answer that
Told her bitch leave me alone
Don't have no time for that
Told her bitch please watch your tone
20 rounds in the gat
Cause I been balling in the field a lotta hunnids in my stats-
Okay I'm over that
That's so damn whack
You broke my heart I took it back
Had everything beside the fact
You left me cold and broke the pact
I'm a paper chaser, band maker
Bad bitch I'm gon' break her
Real shit ain't no faker
Lotta bread like damn baker
Lil' red dot
Aiming for headshots
Icy thot
Poured me up some wock
On my Moto-rola, hit me up one time
Got expensive taste, pour me up some wine
Ask me if I'm good, I been doing fine
B.B round my waist, momma said I shine
Run up the bands
New bitch I'm not your mans
Jet gon' land
Molly tan just like the sand
Dodging left and right
Hit the pack like Kimbo Slice
Damn lil' shordy not so nice
Broke my heart she did it twice
You won't call me back
I'm over that
Take 3 bars I fade to black
You're so damn whack
I hate the fact
You left me cold and broke the pact
Writer: Luke Pannell
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid