Irate
Boy Ain’t Mine
[Intro:]
Run 'em that shit back for 'em, yo
Run 'em that shit back
Yo, Irate, you buggin'?
Yeah, Keanu goin' stupid

[Verse 1:]
A bitch can’t make me jealous (Me jealous)
I already fucked with n***a
You can fuck with n***a if it make you better (Bitch)
I already been went shopping, I been flewed out Jamaica weather (Jamaica weather)
A bitch can’t make me jealous (No)
Pussy already been in his mouth
You kissin’ that n***a, he taste it better
Yeah, I been dealing with n***as with money
That ain’t nothing to a bitch like me (Like me)
You ain’t fuckin with a bitch like me
Don’t be coming as a woman to a bitch like me, yeah (Like me)
Got me riding around in the Cullinan, Cullinan
Had to double R my key (My key)
Yeah, you might be fuckin' with n***a
But he still stalkin’ all my likes, my tweets (My tweets)

[Pre-Chorus:]
Yeah, he already bought me cartier bracelets
Bust down AP still gon shine
Had me on vacations stuck with my legs pinned up
With the wet lil' slippery slide
No matter what I do with the n***a
Or you do what with my n***a
He still gon' waste your time
I’m already done with the n***a
You can have that
Everybody know that boy ain’t mine
[Chorus:]
Yeah, shawty you got it confused
That lil' n***a is not my dude
Keep worrying 'bout bags and shoes
I done had that n***a
He ain’t shit to lose
Ain’t really got shit to prove
Bitches know my body, don’t get it confused
Know a bitch don’t play to lose
You can have that n***a, that’s not my dude

[Verse 2:]
Yeah, uh
Walk it like a talk it know the game
I can never fuck with a lame
Bitch don't even really want the n***a
She just want ‘em cause she seem with ‘em
Gave it his ass back just like a rental
Got ‘em in his feelings, sentimental
Dropped 'em 'cause I couldn’t bare with ‘em
Now your ass gotta deal with 'em
Save the drama for your fuckin' mama
You can keep his baby and his problems
Stupid n***as never wearing condoms
Baby mama always going viral
Presidential pussy, this Obama
Bitches want smoke' this ain’t frontal
You know what happen to the last side hoe
This some shit that only you and I know
[Pre-Chorus:]
Yeah, he already bought me cartier bracelets
Bust down AP still gon shine
Had me on vacations stuck with my legs pinned up
With the wet lil' slippery slide
No matter what I do with the n***a
Or you do what with my n***a
He still gon' waste your time
I’m already done with the n***a
You can have that
Everybody know that boy ain’t mine

[Chorus:]
Yeah, shawty you got it confused
That lil' n***a is not my dude
Keep worrying 'bout bags and shoes
I done had that n***a
He ain’t shit to lose
Ain’t really got shit to prove
Bitches know my body, don’t get it confused
Know a bitch don’t play to lose
You can have that n***a, that’s not my dude