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(Intro: Yamine)
Ya’ll be p*ssing me off, not responding like you above a n*gga…. Man oh Man, where is Kevin Samuels & Tommy when you need them?

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(Verse 1)
Met her through the chat, I ain’t missing that
Seen her in person, but she got a man (no way)
I bet he hitting that, but she was hitting back
I meant sexual, now he catching bats
Lil shawty like a gnat, now she in the Nap
Check up on her once, now she giving cap
Family members passed, she ain’t mentioned that
She was going through hell, now she hella mad
I ain’t do sh*t, but picked little bits and pieces
I ain’t in cuffin season, but she treats me like I committed treason
She goes mute for no reason, but spilled out all of her feelings
I keep it real, while she being fake
But I know deep down she don’t want me to put my di*k away
Okay don’t throw shade, sorry bae, I’m being David Hayes

(Hook)
I know you ain’t seen it was all in the text (text)
b*tch pick yo phone up, it’s all in the text (get it)
Stop giving me excuses you ain’t respond back
b*tch pick yo phone up, it’s all in the text (get it)
(Verse 2: Yamine)
What up girl I know, I be in my zone
But I pick up the phone, never left alone
I was on read, but Crypt dropped a new song
Listened to the album and you still ain’t even call
So me and Imani went on a date
We went half on the dinner plate
I don’t do stalling especially if you ain’t calling
I’m quick to switch b*tches cuz I be balling
I don’t have time for no chick, to read and not text back
On Instagram or Snapchat her OnlyFans be hella packed

(Hook)
I know you ain’t seen it was all in the text
b*tch pick yo phone up, it’s all in the text (get it)
Stop giving me excuses you ain’t respond back
b*tch pick yo phone up, it’s all in the text (get it)


(Verse 3: Yamine)
Man this redhead running laps around a n*gga (she running laps)
b*tch I’m cross country (country), you’re a hundred meter (Bolt)
They like sh*t quick, but fast money don’t last
Bet she like big di*k, but it’s a long line before you grab (true)
She say my time not wasted for no suckers
But she hang around nothing but busters (b*tch)
They beat yo ass, put you in the grass
Now you throwing money at a potential dad
Child support court, got him wrapped up in a bail
If he don’t pay for your nails, then you’ll send that n*gga to jail
(Hook)
I know you ain’t seen it was all in the text
b*tch pick yo phone up, it’s all in the text
Stop giving me excuses you ain’t respond back
b*tch pick yo phone up, it’s all in the text (repeat)