Single

(альбом: Yellow Tape - 2018)

How you get to run around single but I'm still post to act like your girlfriend?
And why I gotta sit through the whole phase, ye ready be a real boyfriend?
And how you get to text other bitches, when I text other niggas imma hoe?
Saying that it's only us talking but you got me looking stupid on the low
Fall asleep on the phone with other bitches, Instagram leaving hearts under other hoe pictures
So when I fall back, he pick up a call back talking bout, "bae why you acting so different?"
"Why you stop texting me? Why you don't fuck with me? Why you believe none I say?"
Cause you ain't legit, and you full of shit, and I am not trynna get played

We ain't going back and forth with these niggas
Maybe if you act right, you'll get some act right
Out here with this bitch, that bitch and that bitch
Sayin you love me lil homie that's a fat lie
Go on simmer down, I ain't trynna hear that nonsense
Try me like a worker, Imma boss, like to run shit
How you gon play the coach, that's like washing soap
Nigga really tried me like a blind bitch, really like a green hoe
You was on my team tho, lookin for my heart shit missin like a nemo
Kinda gotta question for these niggas as a whole
How you gon compare a young boss to a zero?
We know, you never been with a winner, or had to commit to a person so solid
Moral of the story, if you wanna kick it with me
Everything 100, Everything 50/50

I been countin up hundreds, these hoes can't relate
Sis, I gave you that nigga and you still watch my page
Ion buy niggas shit, ion give out donations
His body count higher than my expectations
Gucci perfume, said he love my new fragrance
Diamonds on me, them hoes dance like temptations
You went from a bad bitch, to shit just basic
The money, the bag, only thing that I'm chasing
And I know that nigga mad, he been hating all summer
Bragging to his boys, he been lying all summer
Say that he bagged me, this and that and the other
But in reality you ain't have shit but my number
(Go talk to yo hoes)
Well first of all your one of em, I'm never cuffin em, I just be duckin em, then later on watch me do it, I'm dumpin em
Help me just bag lil nigga that's a good deal
Red bottom shoes 6 inches, them good heels
How you both broke, but you claim that's your man still?
But the whole damn relationship smell like goodwill
Look I ain't begging no nigga to act right for me
He say that he want me well we finna see, I do not care there's more fish in the sea
You gon regret puttin them lil bitty hoes before me (alright)

You gon regret puttin them lil bitty hoes before I
he say he don't eat the booty tell that nigga bye-bye
You dont be callin like I want, gotta treat you like a hoe
Probably coulda been better, but a nigga to fly to be chasin this shit
You makin assumptions, I'm makin a hit
Got me a new bih, he cool, he be chillin
But soon as he trip I'm replacing a bitch
Imma take me a trip to the Islands
Don't question me, baby I like to be private
Talking bout he finna send me some roses
I don't like that shit, baby send a deposit
I want all that shit you can fit in your pockets
You cannot carry no feelings, I'm probably gon marry a Bentley
The Greatest most def in the buildin, they got a feelin (oouu)

How you get to run around single but I'm still post to act like your girlfriend?
And why I gotta sit through the whole phase, ye ready be a real boyfriend?
And how you get to text other bitches, when I text other niggas imma hoe?
Saying that it's only us talking but you got me looking stupid on the low
Fall asleep on the phone with other bitches, Instagram leaving hearts under other hoe pictures
So when I fall back, he pick up a call back talking bout, "bae why you acting so different?"
"Why you stop texting me? Why you don't fuck with me? Why you believe none I say?"
Cause you ain't legit, and you full of shit, and I am not trynna get played
And I am not trynna get played