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Hold up, who the f*ck asked
I know it wasn't me, was it you?
Bruh, who the f*ck asked
If it wasn't me, it wasn't you, I'll write my letters to you boo

I just don't want you, and you just don't want me
So let's be friends, then I'll call it enemies
You say I am childish, I don't get that bro
How you call me childish, if you f*ck with all the hoes

And don't think I don't know, because I've been told before
Yeah, don't think you lame, cause you switched up on me
That shit was whack, like IGT
Yeah, I don't f*ck with you, I don't f*ck with you, I don't f*ck with you

Please give me a reason, to f*ck with you
Yeah, I got my friends, they there for me
I don't need you, and your whack ass society
F*ck outta here bruh

Yeah, ay, yeah, hold up, yeah
They not ready for this yet, they not ready for this
What
Ay, I don't give a f*ck about your baby mama

I don't
All she wanna do is f*cking get this drama
Goddamn
Ay, yeah, your girl is a hoe, yeah

I don't shop at Home Depot, I be looking at Lowe's
Ay, one time, yeah hold up, I went to Chick-fil-A
Yeah, got her number one with the lemonade
Ay, call me a wreck cause I'm bout my cheddar, no 6ix9ine

Yeah, but you always lie, you might have to die
You might have to die, they don't understand the plan
Yeah, but who gives a f*ck, me and my bro counting these bands
Ay, yeah

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Hold up, who the f*ck asked
I know it wasn't me, was it you?
Bruh, who the f*ck asked
If it wasn't me, it wasn't you, I'll write my letters to you boo

I just don't want you, and you just don't want me
So let's be friends, then I'll call it enemies
You say I am childish, I don't get that bro
How you call me childish, if you f*ck with all the hoes

And don't think I don't know, because I've been told before
Yeah, don't think you lame, cause you switched up on me
That shit was whack, like IGT
Yeah, I don't f*ck with you, I don't f*ck with you, I don't f*ck with you

Please give me a reason, to f*ck with you
Yeah, I got my friends, they there for me
I don't need you, and your whack ass society
F*ck outta here bruh

Yeah, ay, yeah, hold up, yeah
They not ready for this yet, they not ready for this
What
Ay, I don't give a f*ck about your baby mama

I don't
All she wanna do is f*cking get this drama
Goddamn
Ay, yeah, your girl is a hoe, yeah

I don't shop at Home Depot, I be looking at Lowe's
Ay, one time, yeah hold up, I went to Chick-fil-A
Yeah, got her number one with the lemonade
Ay, call me a wreck cause I'm bout my cheddar, no 6ix9ine

Yeah, but you always lie, you might have to die
You might have to die, they don't understand the plan
Yeah, but who gives a f*ck, me and my bro counting these bands
Ay, yeah

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Writer: Crews Richardson, Brian M
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