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Ooh-oh, ooh
Sh-she be textin' my phone like
Tell me what you don’t like
I be on the 'Gram
She be showin' me what I don’t like
She wanna pull up to my crib
I tell her, "There’s no line"
She be like, "You alone right?
Boy, tell me don’t lie
Can’t go 'cause I’m too high
She know a nigga too fly
Ho is textin', I don’t reply
Shawty a blessing in disguise (Disguise)
She don’t trust none of these guys
Mad at me if I don’t reply (Yeah)
She gon' be mad if I don’t reply
I know that she too freaky (Yeah)
Kissed her on the neck
With her hot night tone she gon' trick you
She got that fat ass like Nicki
Lil' shawty come and lick me
She like her a bad boy, so she pick me
She never tried to pissed me
Shawty bad and she bougie
I admit that I’m her goofy
All in my room
We makin' movie
Slim thick just like Rubi (Rubi)
I get to act like I’m a newbie (Newbie)
If I leave then she might sue me (Sue me)
Greenlight, I be like "Who me?"(Who me?)
She fell in love with the new me
She like, "That boy done fooled me"
Why you actin' so unruly?
I fuck with you baby, truly
It’s hard for me to trust
'Cause I’ve been broken before (Yeah)
That shit hurt me to the core (Core)
Don’t know who i’ma call (Call)
Niggas waitin' on me to fall (Fall)
You know me I like to ball
Foreign girls be on me, I think I’m too bad
I love my girl 'cause she too bad
"I want you baby so bad"
If I leave I might not cum back
Niggas broke I got a big bag (Forreal)
Yeah, niggas broke I got a big bag (Ha)
She be texting my phone like
Tell me what you don’t like
I been on the 'Gram
She be showin' me what I don’t like
She wanna pull up to my crib
I tell her, "There’s no line"
She be like, "You alone right?
Boy, tell me don’t lie
Can’t go 'cause I’m too high (Too high)
She know a nigga too fly
Ho is textin', I don’t reply (I don’t reply)
Shawty a blessing in disguise
She don’t trust none of these guys
Mad at me if I don’t reply (Yeah)
She gon' be mad if I don’t reply
She be texting my phone like
Tell me what you don’t like
I be on the 'Gram
She be showin' me what I don’t like
She wanna pull up to my crib
I tell her, "There’s no line"(There’s no line)
She be like, "You alone right?(You alone right?)
Boy, tell me don’t lie
Tell me, don’t lie