YeahYeahOh, baby, don't goDon't goLookLookMy notepad caught many bodiesScreenshots solved plenty problemsVoice notes bagged plenty hottiesVoice notes bagged plenty hottiesCan't just talk to me like anybodyCan't just talk to me like anybodyMan, you bitches know that I'm a somebodyAnd lil' baby bad, she got a Jung bodyYeah, yeah, yeah, yeahBunch of feelings I just couldn't shakeDisrespect that I just shouldn't takeYou just couldn't see the good in DrakeFour months not a long timeBut you fucked somebody, you just couldn't waitYou broke my heart, you broke my heartIt hurtsYeahIf you just believeYeahI put careers on shelvesLike Amazon distribution center helpReally hate to call lil' broski for the dirty workI'd rather do it by myself, grrah, grrah, grrahMy tour route'll leave a lazy nigga dizzyGot more tracks than when a hair salon is busyFlow for days like that River MississippiFreaky nigga like I sing with Pretty RickyHuh? Yeah, yeahGot the ad-libs from SmiggyNails done, but my trigger finger itchyClutchin' on a blicky, shit is gettin' trickyPeople love to diss me, I hearEvery single thing, man, I'm all earsLike I took the fam to DisneyGuess that's one way to tell methat you miss meDon't goDon't goYeahYou broke my heartI had my doubts about you from the startPushed to the edge like VertOn Instagram, diggin' up dirtYou wanted smoke with me firstWell, this one gon'—Yeah, this one gon' hurtDown bad boys, sad boysI been representin' since birthYeah, I was down bad 'bout youBut I'm 'bout to have you down worseI swear you're dead to meDoes Mercedes make a hearse?Matter fact, everybody in this bitchscream out, "Fuck my ex"Yeah, fuck my exFuck my ex (Fuck my ex)Fuck my ex (Fuck my ex)Fuck my ex (Middle fingers up)Fuck my ex ('Boutta turn this bitch up)Fuck my exFuck my ex (I should drop a name)Fuck my ex (Drop a couple names)Fuck my ex (Since you want some fame)Fuck my ex (Yeah, pussy niggasthat you turnin' up with)Fuck my ex (In a whipclownin' on me, yeah)Fuck my ex (Fuck my ex)Fuck my ex (Yeah, fuck my ex)Fuck my ex (Fuck my ex)Fuck my ex (Woah, woah, woah)Fuck my ex (I can't let it go)Fuck my ex (Payback a bitch)It's fuck my ex (If you ain't did this shit)Fuck my ex (You would've popped offYou would've said shit)Fuck my ex (You would've posted shitI know your ass too well)Fuck my ex (Fuck my ex)Lyin'Lyin' to my faceThought you would've shown a little graceHow can I expect someone who never had they own placeto know they damn place?Treatin' me like I'm dumb or somethin'Like you're runnin' somethin'Like they dropped you on your headwhen you was one or somethin'Fuck my ex, ayy, ayy, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeahFuck my ex, yeah, right, right, right
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My notepad caught many bodies
Screenshots solved plenty problems
Voice notes bagged plenty hotties
Voice notes bagged plenty hotties
Can't just talk to me like anybody
Can't just talk to me like anybody
Man, you bitches know that I'm a somebody
And lil' baby bad, she got a Jung body
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Bunch of feelings I just couldn't shake
Disrespect that I just shouldn't take
You just couldn't see the good in Drake
Four months not a long time
But you fucked somebody, you just couldn't wait
You broke my heart, you broke my heart
It hurts
Yeah
If you just believe
Yeah
I put careers on shelves
Like Amazon distribution center help
Really hate to call lil' broski for the dirty work
I'd rather do it by myself, grrah, grrah, grrah
My tour route'll leave a lazy nigga dizzy
Got more tracks than when a hair salon is busy
Flow for days like that River Mississippi
Freaky nigga like I sing with Pretty Ricky
Huh? Yeah, yeah
Got the ad-libs from Smiggy
Nails done, but my trigger finger itchy
Clutchin' on a blicky, shit is gettin' tricky
People love to diss me, I hear
Every single thing, man, I'm all ears
Like I took the fam to Disney
Guess that's one way to tell me
that you miss me
Don't go
Don't go
Yeah
You broke my heart
I had my doubts about you from the start
Pushed to the edge like Vert
On Instagram, diggin' up dirt
You wanted smoke with me first
Well, this one gon'—
Yeah, this one gon' hurt
Down bad boys, sad boys
I been representin' since birth
Yeah, I was down bad 'bout you
But I'm 'bout to have you down worse
I swear you're dead to me
Does Mercedes make a hearse?
Matter fact, everybody in this bitch
scream out, "Fuck my ex"
Yeah, fuck my ex
Fuck my ex (Fuck my ex)
Fuck my ex (Fuck my ex)
Fuck my ex (Middle fingers up)
Fuck my ex ('Boutta turn this bitch up)
Fuck my ex
Fuck my ex (I should drop a name)
Fuck my ex (Drop a couple names)
Fuck my ex (Since you want some fame)
Fuck my ex (Yeah, pussy niggas
that you turnin' up with)
Fuck my ex (In a whip
clownin' on me, yeah)
Fuck my ex (Fuck my ex)
Fuck my ex (Yeah, fuck my ex)
Fuck my ex (Fuck my ex)
Fuck my ex (Woah, woah, woah)
Fuck my ex (I can't let it go)
Fuck my ex (Payback a bitch)
It's fuck my ex (If you ain't did this shit)
Fuck my ex (You would've popped off
You would've said shit)
Fuck my ex (You would've posted shit
I know your ass too well)
Fuck my ex (Fuck my ex)
Lyin'
Lyin' to my face
Thought you would've shown a little grace
How can I expect someone who never had they own place
to know they damn place?
Treatin' me like I'm dumb or somethin'
Like you're runnin' somethin'
Like they dropped you on your head
when you was one or somethin'
Fuck my ex, ayy, ayy, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Fuck my ex, yeah, right, right, right
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