(Weaver)

Damn

Ay, ay

First off, f*ck my old bitches

Deletin' the pictures and block you on Insta'

Tell you the truth, don't know why I hit you

Man, it had to be them jeans, Lord knows I was trippin'

One thing I hate is a liar

Bitch, try to play me now, we smokin' on Miah

Said you was gon' ride, guess you need a new tire

Bitch, the pack with Keshana, that s**t too fire

I be smokin' all my exes

Ain't from Houston, can't get no textes

Told Deadea, "Hit the road, girl, I ain't gon' sweat you"

My opp b***h play, so you know I left her

Fuck shh, she tried to put a baby on me

I don't know how you mad at me, when you used to f*ck the homies

Nek got my name on her, she barely even know me

Told Mimi she a secret, better stop all that postin'

Yaya thinks I'll love

Soon as I get home, I'ma put her in the wood

Hurt my feelings, man, I wish a b***h would

Say you leavin' me, bitch, I'ma say "Good" (hey)

My hoe LaKate blow me up

Only time I answer when a n***a wanna f*ck

But f*ck Teka, she tried to play me like a duck

Tried to tell my sidewhore, she knows what's up

Who I smoke? All of my exes

On a real, bitch, I wish I never met you

Fuck my mans, bitch, I send 'em at you

That's why I ran off with yo' taxes

Bitches ain't s**t and I ain't either

I always cheat first, just in case you cheatin'

I play tit-for-tat, bitch, I'ma get even

By the time I'm done, ho, you gon' say I'm evil

Fuck Taja, f*ck tia, f*ck Brittany

Don't miss these hoes but they miss me

Know I'm too slick, think a n***a pimpin'

Killed that p***y and her friend was a witness

Now her friend wanna let me hit it

You know I ain't shit, Big Whop did it

Court' now in my DMs tryna get it

Meka too wild, let me nut on her titties

Simone says real so she got it tatted

Fuck the stripper b***h that's too ratchet

Know I had to hit it when I saw that ass clappin'

I done ran through so much of mascara

I know Kila still mad at me

Thought she was gonna be the one, s**t tragic

Never met Bri mama, she still call me Daddy

We smokin' on opps, but these bitches still gas

Shh, shh, shh, shh, shh

Ay, ay, Big Whop in this

Fuck you bitches

Ay, ay, ay, ay, ay

You ain't gotta smoke the opps, mayne

Sometimes you can smoke the thots, know what I'm sayin'

All these bitches real people that I listed

Man you gon' search this s**t up

Rollin' up the hoes right now

Q3, you rollin' one up, Brent, roll one up, Spinz, you roll one up

Yeah, man, we smokin' these hoes man

Bink Gang man, niggas know what the f*ck goin' on, man