[Cash Kidd]
(Damazin Beats)
Ayy
[Cash Kidd]
Thuggin' on the block hard, huh
Gave your baby mama lockjaw, ayy
One bitch can't get my cock hard
Nah, they gotta come in twos like a Pop-Tart, ayy
Thought you loved me, that was my fault
Trust issues, got a lock on my heart
Shit so cold, feel like I'm on South Park
Killers layin' on you, sneak up like a Mike's Hard, yeah
Gettin' chauffeured in a Wraith, used to be a cop car
I'm a BeBe kid turned rockstar
Runnin' to that bag, it don't matter how far
My bitch heels bleedin', she a five star
Stick on me, you can tell by my walk
I just made ten to sit down and not talk
How we come to this? Damn, you was my dawg
Should've seen it comin' like a groundhog
[Cash Kidd]
Ooh, I been drinkin' lately
'Cause I been fightin' demons, baby
I don't like how you treat me lately
I'm feelin' unappreciated
It's in your vibe, I can peep the changes
You givin' up? Thought you was bein' patient
You wanna leave, ain't gon' keep you waitin'
You gon' regret the day you leave me hangin'
[Cash Kidd]
Bitch, you gettin' too comfortable
Just let me know if I'm a bugaboo
Damn, I guess it's time for somethin' new
You just open up another wound
Fuck it, I'ma get a substitute
It ain't shit to get another you
Yeah, who the fuck I'm kidding? Ooh
These hoes ain't got shit on you
Good pussy and her mouth smart, yeah
Got me sleepy like some Wockhardt, yeah
Got my name on her in fine art, yeah
We got a bond like we behind bars, ayy, ayy
Online shoppin', fillin' up my cart
Get anything you want, bitch, it's not my card
How we come to this? Damn, you was my dawg
Should've seen it comin' like a groundhog
[Cash Kidd & Sada Baby]
Ooh, I been drinkin' lately
'Cause I been fightin' demons, baby
I don't like how you treat me lately
I'm feelin' unappreciated
It's in your vibe, I can peep the changes
You givin' up? Thought you was bein' patient
You wanna leave, ain't gon' keep you waitin'
You gon' regret the day you leave me hangin' (Hmm, hold up)
[Sada Baby]
Couldn't give a bitch nothin' 'cause she not my heart
Don't touch my cup, really love the Wockhardt
But I don't love you, bitch, where should I start?
Your house, your mouth, or the way you can't park? Huh
Damn near regret the day I met you, Chene Park
Louis shades stay dark, I don't do the Ray nothin'
I just let the chopper talk if a nigga say somethin'
Skuba Steve play dumb
If it's not about money, you won't get a sound from me
Got a lot of rounds on me, I flew in with pounds on me
Got some niggas down for me
Heard some bitches doubted Sada, but I put that on my llama
Down to my last dollar, not a nigga, nan', nada want no problems with us
Main motherfuckin' reason we got choppers with us, huh
We'll knock a nigga out, get to brawlin' with us, huh
Sock a nigga in his mouth, get to fallin' with it, huh
Put that shit on God, stamp all them niggas, duh
[Cash Kidd]
Ooh, I been drinkin' lately
'Cause I been fightin' demons, baby
I don't like how you treat me lately
I'm feelin' unappreciated
It's in your vibe, I can peep the changes
You givin' up? Thought you was bein' patient
You wanna leave, ain't gon' keep you waitin'
You gon' regret the day you leave me hangin'
[ Cash Kidd]
Wanna leave? Bitch, bye
Bitch, bye, bitch, bye
Bitch, bye, bitch, bye
And my new bitch bi, hey
Bitch, bye, bitch, bye
Bye, bitch
Bye, bitch, bye, bitch, bye, bitch
Bitch, bye, bitch
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