Diss To Dillon

Uh
These niggas man
Bitch

My middle finger screaming fuck you (Yeah)
I put trust in my money, I could never trust you (No, no)
I'm smoking on a blunt, and I wish it was you
Despise niggas after all the shit that they put me through (Fuck these niggas)
I gave my heart to a nigga and that shit ain't get me nowhere (Nah)
And now they're asking why I'm cold, fam I don't care (Nah)
He can take me shopping seven days of the week
But when I'm done, I don't call (Ha)
I don't text, I don't speak
They say I'm toxic, and how my ex said that I'm vicious (Yeah?)
But when you cheated you ain't think it was malicious (Bitch)
You see these niggas?
Never accountable (Never)
And if I had the chance, I'd probably drown them all (Kill 'em!)
Look at the stupid little bum
You must've thought you was the one (Bitch)
I was playing with you bitch
I was just having some fun
Niggas get used, I spit you out
Like you was some gum (Gum)
And I'd rather be a hoe
Being a wife it gets you bum (Bum)
And you ain't ever spend no money
You were stressed over 1K (Broke!)
You're a fraud nigga, oh you had a bad day?
Bad week, bad month, or maybe a bad year? (Broke!)
Why it take you so long to get the check clear? (Ha)
Disrespecting me, I ain't the one, come again hoe (Bitch)
Fingers up your bum, I made you scream (Uh, oh)
Do your friends know?
How you arched your back, and make it clap
You were singing notes (Clap, clap)
But let me shut you up again by spitting in your throat (Ha, ha, ha)

Last time I gave my heart to a nigga, man that shit ain't get me nowhere
Ain't get me nowhere
I ain't playing with these niggas, and I'd rather be a hoe
Fam I don't care, and I don't care
(Last time I gave my heart to a nigga, man that shit ain't get me nowhere)
(Ain't get me nowhere)
(I ain't playing with these niggas, and I'd rather be a hoe)
(Fam I don't care, and I don't care)