Gang, gang, gang, gang Gang, gang, gang, gang Gang, gang, gang, gang I don't like none of you bitches I beat up a hoe with the quickness I don't give a give fuck about no witness I don't do no talking, I pull up, pop out and let's get it And then I just handle my business In love with the money, I'm thumbing through digits These bitches be scary, they lookin' suspicious But don't want no smoke 'cause they know that I'm vicious Yo' nigga be lookin, he know I'm delicious You say you don't like me, you don't know me You say that there's smoke then come show me I'm with Adobe, I won't let a nigga lil' bro me I won't let a bitch try to hoe me, put that on the old me I'm still the same bitch from Texas I wreck a hoe if she get reckless My foot on her throat now she neck-less I order room service for breakfast I'm still screaming, "Fuck all my ex's" Y-Y-Y-You still can't fuck with the new me You ain't doin' shit, so don't try to do me No face, no case, so you cannot sue me I talk shit to your face, so don't be like "Who me?" Then I did the race and I was like too deep Pulled up on a hoe, she was too sweet Bitches already know that I'm too street I turnaround and stomp a hoe with my two feet You got me fucked up, bitch You better buck up, hoe You gon' get snuck, bitch I don't give a fuck, no You got one strike, bitch Then it's on sight, hoe I'm gon' beat yo ass, bitch Like it's fight night, yuh I don't like none of you bitches I beat up a hoe with the quickness I don't give a give about no witness I don't do no talking, I pull up, pop out and let's get it And then I just handle my business In love with the money, I'm thumbing through digits These bitches be scary, they lookin' suspicious But don't want no smoke 'cause they know that I'm vicious Yo' nigga be looking he know I'm delicious You say you don't like me, you don't know me You say that there's smoke then come show me I'm with Adobe, I won't let a nigga lil' bro me I won't let a bitch try to hoe me, put that on the old me I'm still the same bitch from Texas I wreck a hoe if she get reckless My foot on her throat now she neck-less I order room service for breakfast I'm still screaming, "Fuck all my ex's", yuh You say you don't like me, you don't know me You say that there's smoke then come show me I'm with Adobe, I won't let a nigga lil' bro me I won't let a bitch try to hoe me, put that on the old me I'm still the same bitch from Texas I wreck a hoe if she get reckless My foot on her throat now she neck-less I order room service for breakfast I'm still screaming, "Fuck all my ex's", yuh

Used to fuck around in your mother's house, you like to say it Flexin' how you fumbled, but you're back in hidin' The moment that you see me when you're passin' by I'd admire the way you tried But I could see right through those eyes That you just wanted to get higher highs You just don't hit no more You used to, used to, you used to You just don't, you, you just don't hit no more Dick don't hit no more I shouldn't keep on gettin' bored I said, I said (dick don't hit no more, I said it) Dick don't hit no more I shouldn't keep on gettin' bored I said (dick don't hit no more), I said (dick don't hit no more, I said it) I should have had you sign an NDA You just wanna brag and front, you lyin' little I thought I wanted you, but I needed serenity, oh Pullin' back, been on autopilot DND, permanently silent You should leave me to my devices but you fuckin' don't You just don't hit no more You used to, used to, you used to You just don't, you, you just don't hit no more Dick don't hit no more I shouldn't keep on gettin' bored I said (I said), I said (dick don't hit no more, I said it) Dick don't hit no more I shouldn't keep on gettin' bored I said (I said) (dick don't hit no more), I said (dick don't hit no more, I said it) Don't fuck with you the way I used to Not givin' you another chance (uh) And plus, you got your friends feedin' into it (ooh) Fuckin' hate that shit (ooh) You just don't hit no more You used to, used to, you used to You just don't, you, you just don't hit no more Dick don't hit no more I shouldn't keep on gettin' bored I said (I said), I said (dick don't hit no more, I said it) Dick don't hit no more I shouldn't keep on gettin' bored I said (I said) (dick don't hit no more), I said (dick don't hit no more, I said it)

It's been a minute out your arms but I Think I'm doing better cold It's been too much on my heart but I Think it's beating better broke Your just gonna run, gonna run, gonna run Ayy ayy Gonna run, gonna run, gonna run Ayy ayy It's been too much on my heart but I Think it's beating better broke I just bought a 67 stang bitch I don't need you riding shot When I hear your name I pour myself another shot I escaped the honeymoon phase but You could say I miss it a lot I know you'll say what you want you can Think you're on my mind but you're not It's been a minute out your arms but I Think I'm doing better cold It's been too much on my heart but I Think it's beating better broke Your just gonna run, gonna run, gonna run Ayy ayy Gonna run, gonna run, gonna run Ayy ayy It's been too much on my heart but I Think it's beating better broke You text me to much I'm sorry I've gone too far I don't care Your perfume on my hoodies and Bed sheets when I sleep it feels like you're there I know you won't believe it but I promise I'll be better this time Plus you haven't written one about me In a minute let me ruin your life It's been a minute out your arms but I Think I'm doing better cold It's been too much on my heart but I Think it's beating better broke Your just gonna run, gonna run, gonna run Ayy ayy Gonna run, gonna run, gonna run Ayy ayy It's been too much on my heart but I Think it's beating better broke Your just gonna run, gonna run, gonna run Ayy ayy Gonna run, gonna run, gonna run Ayy ayy It's been too much on my heart but I Think it's beating better broke