Done With You

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Yeah, and I'm keeping it G like y'all claim to
Rap a whole lot of shit that y'all can't do
Had to take off the cap, get the hits like a man so this shit never written like 8-2
The new whip just for pictures, I'm driving the limit I told bro I ain't gonna race you
I got nut on her dress and her face too
I don't talk about beef cause I hate to (W-W-W-Wizard)
Yeah
She from Wisconsin I pack her a bag and I leave her she asking me if I call back
She told me I can't love anyone, I'm too conceited, I told her that shit was all facts
Your man had to give you them racks you flexing a hundred, you put down like 12 of them max

I'm coming for necks and the backs, in 2023, who gon mess with me
2021 was talking energy, hoes ain't friends with me, these bitches better leave yeah
They know me, real OG, 0 to 70, the KOV, I'm the-
1-2-3, free YT they smoke trees, don't get loud with me and pound with me lil bitch
These hoes be like glocks man they loving to switch, can't fly out a hoe send her ass on a hitch
These rappers ain't popping enough for a diss, they tryna send shots, that shit was a miss
They selling drugs, now they want to make hits, we know that's the reason you making them lists
You think you top 5 with them numbers you wish, I tried to tell y'all that your music been shit
At the top it's getting kinda lonely (Anthony)
Me and Ant got another one Shaq & Kobe
Your bitch she blow me, on the first date but she know me
I heard she calling you homie, I can't relate turned his bitch to a roadie
Me and Ant move like KD and Brodie, fucking her slowly, I'm off the X and the Codeine
I'm off the Lean and the X and the Molly no Xan, got a boyfriend need a man
We hit up turks for the tan, you know I ain't need it I did it for her and her friends
I'm in the lab cooking with Bren, this shit all apart of the plan, my music all been in demand
Ran up a check and I left that hoe screaming I told her I cannot be fucking with fans
Ooh, yeah, oh bro you wild, hit it one night she said I got a child
I don't play that shit bitch you know how I get down
Send a bitch to LA, before I send her a thousand
Too much money, I forgot how to count
Got too many women, hope I don't get famous if they know that they ain't special, they gon hate it
Old hoe want to f*ck, now she wanna facelift
Ain't fighting cases, these bitches basic
They call paternity, all that shit baseless
I'm not from this earth doing shows outer spaces
She said she sorry, I told her to save it
She need to keep me cause she know I'm built for this shit wasn't made for it
Yeah there's a difference I got more to say for it
I ain't gon f*ck you first date got to wait for it yeah
And you come from a long line of stupid-ass bitches and hoes
And it makes sense, because you're both of them at the same time
Stupid-ass-bitch-ho, f*ck you
Yeah,
Yeah,
Woah, woah, woah
I ain't miss that bitch, I miss the old me
Bitches curved back in 2019, think they know me
I don't love a hoe, can't love a bitch, she just a trophy
I've been mixing pain with trauma, in a cup with Codeine
I've been working on the tape of the century it's loading
They gon talk to everyone and get hit with a Noti
Told that bitch that I've been done with you
Bitch, I'm the bag how could I fumble you (The f*ck?)
If we fucked, I'll cut a bitch off in a month or two
Don't tell nobody about my business, bitch I'd hate if someone knew, I fucked a thot
Have 15 bitches trying to shoot my block, I swear to God (Swear to God)
Feel like a hoe, sometimes it hurt my heart I'm feeling lost
Yeah, knew I had to get to the top
Saw my heart that lil bitch took a piece
I didn't care bout what it cost
I gave up my heart to a freak
So I got that lil bitch for the week
Stop thinking you special, the shit that I bought you went for the cheap (bow)
The whip was a rental, but you still thinking it came off of me
The bitch going mental, she fell in love with the G-O-A-T
And she busy yeah she never free
Ain't together so I'm going to cheat
The Uber I canceled, bitch you ain't getting a ride off of me
My old bitch a dancer, yeah she always in double C
Can you watch your manners, whenever you talking to me
The bands that I ran up, you ain't getting this shit for the cheap
Yeah,
Yeah,
Woah, woah, woah
I ain't miss that bitch, I miss the old me
Bitches curved back in 2019, think they know me
I don't love a hoe, can't love a bitch, she just a trophy
I've been mixing pain with trauma, in a cup with Codeine
I've been working on the tape of the century it's loading
They gon talk to everyone and get hit with a Noti
Told that bitch that I've been done with you

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