Letras
Scrolling through these motherfucking texts
They ain't say nothing but the same shit
Put that shit on do not disturb
Bitch I'm in the studio
Three in the morning I'm on, "Do not disturb"
My last little fling I put that shit in the dirt
Pop out the car screamin'
I can hear my ex calling
Don't know why my ex calling
Why the fuck my ex calling?
Don't know why my ex calling
I can see my ex calling
Hold up why my ex calling?
Don't know why my ex calling
Why the fuck my ex calling?
I can see my ex calling
Oh, no now my next calling
I don't know why I stress all 'em
I just want the best out 'em
We been through some things yeah
Thought I could restrain ya
I don't wanna tame ya
Impossible to change ya
Every time I try to put the fire out it boosts the flames up
You text me like I called ya
Well, I don't mean to stall ya
But I cannot afford ya
So I gotta ignore ya
'Cause I just want to ball, yeah, and you just want to fall, yeah
I pick up my phone, what the heck?
Coming at my neck
Tripping via text disrespect
I don't fuck with that
Can't put me in check
You the ex calling for the sex
Want me 'cause I'm next
I'm the future, where the Percocets?
I can see my ex calling
Oh, no, now my next calling
I don't know why I stress all 'em
I just want the best out 'em
There's something wrong with my hand
Can't pick up the phone got it down hope you understand
I can't have you fuck up the plans
And if you gotta choose then you better choose the other man
See I weighed out that good side and that bad side so I'm done
I broke it down it was crunch time got focused and we won
Your favorite rapper gon' want to join the damn dream team and we come
Don't do this shit just for fun