Kennie Lu - Irratating My Soul Lyrics

This That No Love Shit
Yeah, What The F*ck
Of Course Im Still In The Mob Dumb Ass (Aye)
What Kind Of Question Is That?
(Nine Foe Teen!)
Delete My Number (Bitch You Irratating My Soul)
You Finna Meet The Block List (Bitch You Irratating My Soul)
I Don't Want You (Bitch You Irratating My Soul)
No Caller ID (Bitch You Irratating My Soul)
Hanging up the phone, she calling again
When it come to love, I ain't falling again
Knowing I'm a dog, get to calling her friend
Screaming she aint tryna f*ck me then f*ck me again
I don't know who to trust all these hoes counterfeit
She will do whatever when she mad I dont doubt a bitch
Dusse on a Tuesday Im finna down a fifth
Got a perc but I ain't finna pop it, pass it down to him
I don't smoke but I would buy a wood for yo bitch
Smack a nigga shit I should like Suge in this bitch
It's amusing, how you cuddled up
Would cuff a bitch but cant afford to trust another one
Delete My Number (Bitch You Irratating My Soul)
You Finna Meet The Block List (Bitch You Irratating My Soul)
I Dont Want You (Bitch You Irratating My Soul)
No Caller ID (Bitch You Irratating My Soul)
Why ou Keep Calling Me? (Bitch You Irratating My Soul)
Don't You Got Other Niggas? (Bitch You Irratating My Soul)
Always Tryna Fight Me (Bitch You Irratating My Soul)
And You Wonder Why You Ain't Wifey (Bitch You Irratating My Soul)