[Verse 1]
I ain't hit her back all day
I know she mad
See that ass from the front
I know she bad
Ex been calling her ass all day
I know he mad
He even see me on the 'gram grabbing her ass
Going ham
Ashy toes
Ashy hoes
If i see those (heh)
You got to go
Fuck I gotta let you know 9tss0
What is you a nasty hoe?
Do you really give nasty throat?
Are you sure that you are dope?
If you are not then you can go
But sorry
I don't give a fuck
Doors closed
Still tap that like morse code
But on my time, not on yours
Have your ass on the floor
All four
Make you beg
Like you poor
Eat it up
And imma have you sore
When you turn around
Imma be gone for tour
[?] shoulda hit mе more
[?] You can't afford to be my girl
Coulda been us
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Thesе are the things we learn outta virtue
Hate when a n***a you coulda had just hurt you
These are the things [?] personal
[Verse + Chorus]
You with me 'cause I'm doing shit
It's not because you're proud
You only tap in just to ask dumb shit
Why would you say that shit out loud?
I used to call you late night
When I would get off of work
And every time you made no time
And always made it seem like you had to do something first
Well guess what
The roles reversed

I'm too busy busy busy busy busy busy busy busy busy busy
I'm not that guy
Take me for a ride
Now I'm on fire
I'm too busy busy busy busy busy busy busy busy busy
Ay
[?]
I'm too busy busy busy busy busy busy busy busy busy
I wasn't your type
Now your type
Okay right
I'm too busy busy busy busy busy busy busy busy busy busy
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I'm too-
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