Fed Ex lyrics

[Verse 1]
Wearin' designer, look at my drip
Ice on my wrist, I’m shinin' this sh*t
She gave me that honey, I gave her the money
She left be bleedin', like Osama, she was cheatin'
My ex-girlfriend was a needy b*tch
All I ever dealt with was that greedy sh*t
Now you other guys think that you can deal with it?
Yeah, she got a ass
Yeah, she super thick
She got nothing to provide but suckin' di*k
Yeah, that b*tch played me, I bet that she is proud of it, fo' sho'
Yeah, she lost her mind 'cause that b*tch a f*ckin' ho
Yeah, you f*ckin' miss me, but I know the lies you told
You diggin' in my feelings like you diggin' for some gold
Sorry I can’t spend a milli'
The only way you please me is when you suck me silly
Called Javier up to hop on a track, but he out in Philly
Girl, get the f*ck up out my city
Tired of yo ass being pity (Pity)
I like everything else, but your personality is sh*tty
Guys stand up, who is with me?

[Hook]
My ex-girlfriend is a b*tch, yeah, she a f*ckin' ho
Why you f*ckin' with my feelings?
Why you play me so damn slow?
Ex-girlfriend is a b*tch, yeah, she a f*ckin' ho
Why you f*ckin' with my feelings?
Why you play me so damn slow?
[Verse 2]
Your b*tch looking at me (Oh)
She like to flex on my ex (Oh)
You only want sex (Oh)
Took that b*tch and now we set, ho
I explored her like Dora
Swiper had me swipin'
Go, Diego, Go
I had that b*tch crying
Now I’m in the loyal line
Who is up next?
Once I saw her ass, I shipped her off to Fed Ex
Uh, uh, uh