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Jumpin' in this bih
They say we can't be
Jumpin' in this bih
Jumpin' on that shit
Trouble life
Yeah. Yeah. Yeah. Yeah
This that come back season
This that gimmie reason
I put yo boyfriend in his place
Now all my geeka's geeking
Got all my ex's trippin'
Cause my new bitch winnin'
I put her in position
Now she on a mission
This that come back season
This that gimmie reason
I put yo boyfriend in this place
Now all my geeka's geeking
Got all my ex's trippin'
Cause my new bitch winnin'
I put her in position
Now she on a mission
This that come back season
Fuck nigga, don't give me reason
Blast his ass like meg did chris
But, boy this ain't no family shit
Yeah, that's my guy
Well, yeah, he was
He mad about some lil boy shit
Who put you on?
Please don't forget
You banged my line
When shit got real
Talkin that shit in yo music?
Boy we all know you ain't do it
Look in yo eyes you clueless
Pull up bitch jammin' my music?
Chop it up bitch I'ma screw it
Doing my dip I'm a work
(Yeah)
Flex on my ex
With a check in a flex
I'm a threat. You a bitch
Wear a skirt
Pussy boy, please don't play
Sneak diss and not tag me?
Bitch move
From a bitch nigga
What the fuck you thought?
I wasn't gon hear it nigga?
Groupie ass want attention bad
Get up off yo ass
And go and get some cash
For I make you
My bitch and my trick nigga
Trouble life
We been a issue nigga
This that come back season
This that gimmie reason
I put yo boyfriend in his place
Now all my geeka's geeking
Got all my ex's trippin'
(Why?)
Cause my new bitch winnin'
I put her in position
Now she on a mission
This that come back season
This that gimmie reason
I put yo boyfriend in his place
Now all my geeka's geeking
Got all my ex's trippin'
(Why?)
Cause my new bitch winnin'
I put her in position
Now she on a mission
Got you feeling
Like you really matter
Percocet junky
Hand in the wrong batter
With the career
Of a mangily bastard
Cover your face
While you tootin your ass up
Pussy boy riding
Around with a backup
Tryna flex on your ex
And the ex on the next
Come to find out
He already smashed her
In the whip
In the bed with a back rub
Bitches ain't fan of the bullshit
Nigga, when you approach
Bring a full clip
Better be on your
P's and your q's slick
For you and your man's
On the news quick
Inherited crip in the bag
Yea hoe get mad
Ain't down, still real bitch
Funny you sick
Big gaffe, side host
I laugh
You fumble on bullshit
Nigga when the high
Ain't worth yo favorite senior
Smoke in the pot
No pinky skeezer
Panic in the rush
With shy shen secrets
Itemized list
No scoll for keepers
Sit em on the side
Yo player weaker
Talk about a start
No compact seater
Bitch round the way mad
Nigga hittin' straight dash
Killa on the loose
We flashing reapers
(Yeah)
This that come back season
This that gimmie reason
I put yo boyfriend in his place
Now all my geeka's geeking
Got all my ex's trippin'
(Why?)
Cause my new bitch winnin'
I put her in position
Now she on a mission
This that come back season
This that gimmie reason
I put yo boyfriend in his place
Now all my geeka's geeking
Got all my ex's trippin'
(Why?)
Cause my new bitch winnin'
I put her in position
Now she on a mission
