[Pre-Hook~Wavey]
You put me in the past
Should’ve known that this fuck shit wouldn’t last
I tried to give you love all you want is cash
I was broke then but I don’t wan you back
You
You want me back

And that’s a shame
You played me like a game
Had me looking like a lame
But now you left me for a bum you look the same
What a shame
I’m screaming

[Hook]
Leave me alone
Don’t hit my phone
I’m in my zone
Fuck you im gone

[Verse]
You tried to play me we know that shit ain’t right
You a saint at day but party all but
I know you fake fuck out my sight
I was gone cop louis
Prada
But you get nada
We know that you lyin,mufasa
We got no worries Hakuna matata
You bitches be lying you gotta whole lot of
My ex girl was my number one shotta
She shoot out the roof when I hand her the choppa
She done her own thing didn’t let anyone stop her
Till she started putting these n***as on rosters
Who would’ve known she’d turn to a topper
[Verse~Killbunk]
Hit him 4-5 he’s an opper
Oh that’s your bitch well I call that little bitch topper
Hit that n***a with the chopper
Guess I’m strongest off the roster
Little n***a fix your posture
Bitch is so bad I can’t stop her
4-5 Glock I might knock you down
I be wondering why I keep that bitch around
N***a imma king can you give me my crown

[Pre-Hook~Wavey]

[Hook]