I just give as much as money as I can as possible right
You're just one of many, you have to understand that
Once you get that in your head, then you understand
Yo, okay, cool, I know how to treat this girl
Bitches like this, bro, she don't even appreciate that shit
You can give her flowers and she'll probably be, "Oh, yeah, nice"
And then put 'em on the counter and let them die
Huh-huh, huh-huh
Fuck it, let 'em die
Shawty mine is never homie I said, "Fuck it, nevermind"
I just ran into a homie, forgot she was hella fine
Ask you for a fans only for a couple bands only
Silly me to think that I could ever transform it
Shawty she the sceptic kind, that's deception every time
I know 'bout the way she textin' every time, she respond, yeah
Red is red, she left me, made me feel the blues heavy
Then she let me here to die, like the tulips already, yeah
Shut up in dandelions, the way she blew it already, yeah
She play mind games, I should've knew it already, yeah
Foolish already, guess it's proof I'm not ready, yeah
I just do the most, told her, "Meet me on the boat"
And now she turned into a ghost
Shawty good at playin' poltergheist when no one is her host
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