The Cheater lyrics

by

Lil Gotit



[Intro]
(Money done geeked on that motherf*cker)

[Chorus]
The cheater, ain't nobody mines
I run through the city, I'm swappin out vibes
Yeah, you havin' figures, but you ain't no prize
You ain't my rock and I ain't no pies
Don't care 'bout your vision, yeah, you wasting time
I'm from that Jonesboro Road fifty-five
di*k in her back like I love her and I'm lyin'
She go with my buddy, we f*ckin', too slime
Livin' so slatty, yeah, yeah, she an eater
Let's say she overseas, I wanna see her
Hit up Vito's and go get her a Visa
Yeah, she a dime, but my ten pointers twinnin'
She lookin' for me like, "Somebody seen him?"
I'm rockin' bands on my arm, John Cena
Caught head from her friend and I f*cked on Lorena
I ain't no Martin and you ain't no Gina
b*tch, I'm the cheater

[Verse 1]
You gave up that neck, but it wasn't the best
You stressing 'bout meetings, just stress 'bout a check
When I spread these hundreds, yeah, it get her wet
I'm rockin' Dior, they see through the chest
These n*ggas checkers and I'm playin' chess
Ain't f*ckin' no random b*tches, that's a fact
She enter the big division, she gon' catch
Boy, f*ck your hood, break it out like a fast
Before we got to the jail, he confessed
No short in my change, throwin' up my set
Today I went plain rose gold set
Yeah, shoot everbody 'cause nobody real
I'm playin' safety all over the field
Call Of Duty, yeah, we get all the kills
b*tch done caught feelings, I told her, "Just chill"
[Chorus]
The cheater, ain't nobody mines
I run through the city, I'm swappin out vibes
Yeah, you havin' figures, but you ain't no prize
You ain't my rock and I ain't no pies
Don't care 'bout your vision, yeah, you wasting time
I'm from that Jonesboro Road fifty-five
di*k in her back like I love her and I'm lyin'
She go with my buddy, we f*ckin', too slime
Livin' so slatty, yeah, yeah, she an eater
Let's say she overseas, I wanna see her
Hit up Vito's and go get her a Visa
Yeah, she a dime, but my ten pointers twinnin'
She lookin' for me like, "Somebody seen him?"
I'm rockin' bands on my arm, John Cena
Caught head from her friend and I f*cked on Lorena
I ain't no Martin and you ain't no Gina
b*tch, I'm the cheater

[Verse 2]
Look at my ride, I boss up my side
My main got a body, love her like my life
I'm drippin' [?][1:45] my pimp-walkin' prize
I woke up my dreams and brought out my shine
YSL be my kind, that family ties
My opps are surprised, they washed up like Tide
Frra-ka-ka, they burnt and they fried
Keep a bankroll, yeah, it's somethin' 'bout the slime
Yeah, hundred million
We gon' get this sh*t up a hundred million
We just gon' keep this sh*t fundamental
Put them dogs on, yeah, they come and sic 'em
Hurt 'bout that b*tch, come and see about her
She wanna f*ck, told her be about it
Then she climax while her friends watching
She get it too, I'm a f*ck-aholic
Hit her whole crew the forget about it[2:15]
[Chorus]
The cheater, ain't nobody mines
I run through the city, I'm swappin out vibes
Yeah, you havin' figures, but you ain't no prize
You ain't my rock and I ain't no pies
Don't care 'bout your vision, yeah, you wasting time
I'm from that Jonesboro Road fifty-five
di*k in her back like I love her and I'm lyin'
She go with my buddy, we f*ckin', too slime
Livin' so slatty, yeah, yeah, she an eater
Let's say she overseas, I wanna see her
Hit up Vito's and go get her a Visa
Yeah, she a dime, but my ten pointers twinnin'
She lookin' for me like, "Somebody seen him?"
I'm rockin' bands on my arm, John Cena
Caught head from her friend and I f*cked on Lorena
I ain't no Martin and you ain't no Gina
b*tch, I'm the cheater
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