Hell ya talking 'bout, nigga?
(Midlow)
Witchcraft got me stuck in your love
I was counting up hundreds and dubs
Dead body, put me right in the tub
Felt your love, you was fucking me up
Rags
I came from rags to riches, now I got a bag
I need love, don't leave me sad
I need love, don't leave me sad
I bought you attire, you do me like tires and leave me slashed
Gold digger, only thing you wanted was my cash, yeah
You so trash
I put you in first place just for you to put me in last
Even when I was broke, would've gave you everything that I had
Got out my feelings, I took the blame еvery time we clashеd
You so trash
Witchcraft got me stuck in your love
While I was counting up hundreds and hundreds
Blue faces, know I got an abundance
Felt your love, you wasn't telling me nothing
VVs, would've bought you diamonds
You feel pain, don't hide it
I ain't the same, I'm grinding
Would've stayed the same if we, oh
Stayed together, I got bags now and I'm rich
I wanted your love, but instead you treat me like shit, uh
I bought you piss-gold diamonds, you left me pissed
I ain't make time 'cause I spent enough on my wrist
Oh, I been working on the inside
And you still ain't let me inside
That's the reason why your wrist dry
Witchcraft got me stuck in your love
I was counting up hundreds and dubs
Dead body, put me right in the tub
Felt your love, you was fucking me up
Rags
I came from rags to riches, now I got a bag
I need love, don't leave me sad
I need love, don't leave me sad
I bought you attire, you do me like tires and leave me slashed
Gold digger, only thing you wanted was my cash, yeah
You so trash
I put you in first place just for you to put me in last
Even when I was broke, would've gave you everything that I had
Got out my feelings, I took the blame every time we clashed
You so trash
Tragic
You work my mind like a nine to five, no magic
Even when they tried to tell me my girl was a savage
I told her, "Me too," guess we both gon' be a savage
Now I live lavish alone without you
Oh, now I'm at home without you, yeah
I don't feel at home without, yeah
It's something 'bout you, it's something 'bout you, oh
Thug nigga, I be with the drug dealer killers
I felt your love on my realer
I felt yours wasn't real enough
Witchcraft got me stuck in your love
I was counting up hundreds and dubs
Dead body, put me right in the tub
Felt your love, you was fucking me up
Rags
I came from rags to riches, now I got a bag
I need love, don't leave me sad
I need love, don't leave me sad
I bought you attire, you do me like tires and leave me slashed
Gold digger, only thing you wanted was my cash, yeah
You so trash
I put you in first place just for you to put me in last
Even when I was broke, would've gave you everything that I had
Got out my feelings, I took the blame every time we clashed
You so trash
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