Trackstar
Jacquees
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Ayy, shoutout Mooski (Respectfully speakin') Yeah (You wasn't gonna do another one of these and I'm not on it) Jacquees (I mean it feel like a Gangsta Grillz) You know, I ain't never had this shit happen I had to speak on it though Heart done broke so deep I had done broke it down to a blunt You dig what I'm sayin'? (Let's get to work) My heart is breakin' She ran out of- Ran out of patience, yeah Oh, oh, oh, mmm Ayy, it's Jacquees (Gangsta Grillz) Think she a model, she love the cameras (lights, camera, action) She know how to act, need a cinema (uh-huh) Get on Instagram, then check her temper (yeah) She claim she ain't fuckin' with me, draggin' my name in the streets That ain't your best friend, why you keep ventin' to Tokyo Vanity? You ain't tweetin' from your heart 'cause it's a difference when you textin' me Got me in the club, throwin' dollars, sippin', smokin' rapper weed Say I get too drunk, but that wasn't a problem when you was textin' me, yeah (textin' me) Tryna flex on me? Girl, that ain't cool (not cool) I guess playin' with me make you feel good The shit I bought, I don't want it back, keep it, I'ma be good (rich) I'll give you back to the hood, yeah Flexin' on the internet, you tweakin', oh (yeah) Twistin' up my name, tryna air me out (why you flexin' on me?) Oh, how I wish we could hash it out (wish we could) Roll up a fronto, pass the blunt around (roll that shit) Oh, I miss the days when we would settle down, and Plan the days when we would say our vows (wanna get married?) You want a real one but you're leavin' one, and You f*ck another nigga, then I'm done for real I, I, I, I, I Baby, no more words I'll leave our love in the shadows F*ck it, I'll live dolo Hope that other nigga die slow (pow, pow, pow) I, I, I, I, I I put you first You let these hoes become distractions (give you whatever you desire) 'Cause they know your actions (give you whatever you desire) Don't give a f*ck 'bout my reaction Think she a model, she love the cameras (cameras) She know how to act, need a cinema (cinema) Get on Instagram, then check her temper (temper) She claim she ain't fuckin' with me, draggin' my name in the streets (oh-oh, oh) That ain't your best friend, why you keep ventin' to Tokyo Vanity? You ain't tweetin' from your heart 'cause it's a difference when you textin' me (ooh-ooh) Got me in the club, throwin' dollars, sippin', smokin' rapper weed Say I get too drunk, but that wasn't a problem when you was textin' me, yeah (oh, oh, yeah, textin' me) Tryna flex on me? Girl, that ain't cool (ain't cool, not cool, yeah) I guess playin' with me make you feel good (make you feel good) The shit I bought, I don't want it back, keep it, I'ma be good (I'ma be) I'll give you back to the hood, yeah (the hood, yeah) Flexin' on the internet, you tweakin', oh (you tweakin') Twistin' up my name, tryna air me out (oh, nah) Oh, how I wish we could hash it out (hash it out) Roll up a fronto, pass the blunt around (yeah) Oh, I miss the days when we would settle down, and (settle down) Plan the days when we would say our vows (oh) Oh-oh, oh-oh, oh, oh-oh If you hearin' this song, you know this for you Sincerely Que Love
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Written by: Jacquees Broadnax
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