Ex Bitch

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Running through the times got me feeling ridiculous 
Say wassup, waving hi, but when I leave I'm saying f*ck this bitch 
In a standstill calling you my witness 
But you never did shit, now you on my hit list 
Boutta bring the yellow sweater cuz you got the Jacob R lips 
Speaking out your mouth, your actions on some diss shit 
Women always running out, they meet me and they lip shit 
Say you'd take a bullet, but you shot me and you missed it 

Yeah, take a bullet for them all 
My mind is on another level, yours is on some alcohol 
I decide to rip the letters speaking from the past 
Babe your mind is hollow like a middle school jelly ball 
Take it back to middle school, the root of the madness 
When all these girls on your neck but you never talk back 
Honey tell me how that's my fault 
When nobody really wants be around you but I want it all 
Wait, hold up 
You saying f*ck my friends but when the shit hits the fan and it's finally settled 
Like a band in the route of all the plans 
You decide in your little mind that it would be better 
To get in touch, comic sands 
Cuz you basic 
F*ck your name 
F*ck your brand 
F*ck your face 
F*ck your plans 
F*ck your place 
F*ck the dances 
F*ck all of the dates it was rancid 

I was in the clouds when I seen all the scenery 
Please baby stay, nah f*ck you, preach me 
Mini and Mickey, a mili to fix me 
Jumbo and jack it's like little league, pick me 
But it's been a minute I'm forgetting bout the past 
Take a little lighter to the little bitch ass
Hold up, I'm forgetting imma let you run it back for me 
She gone bounce back like the bitch is made of plastic 

Uh yea imma let it go 
I don't rlly wanna let it go 
I was in the backyard, no change 
When I'm taking off the chain 
Ferragamo always strapped around my waist line 
Fendi, Prada, Gucci in the back 
Middle finger to the late nights, late night tweaking 
Post a tweet but it don't line up motherfucker put a noose around my neck line 
Why you asking me when it comes back I'm finna date nine 
Don't you run it back all this material is something that you cannot ever ruin 
What you doing, you in motherfucking doom, to the next slide 
Take me into Best Buy 
Maybe I can finally see something that's worth my time 
When I'm on the mic I don't hear anything but music 
And to all these bitches opinions, you a fucking cube 
I call you square, little tighter 
Wanna dive in feel the linin 
I be bumping the Elton like tiny dancer in my hand 
First if I see what I want is enough 
When I'm signing, I'm preaching, I'm passing the love 
When I f*ck up I'm done and I'm back to the one 
Call me like I came from the Uptown one
Bury the money right under it don't sound sus 
Call me W.W. Heisenberg 
I'm a fucking fiend and it's all because of you  
Race to the next, f*ck him f*ck you

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