Isabell’s Untimely Deportation lyrics

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[Intro]
Yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah

[Chorus]
Cut the b*tch off 'cause I know she really be f*ckin' my mans
Solar she told me she don't really love me, I don't understand
And Isabell came to the show, I shouldn't have brought her on stage
I'm sippin' on drank in the booth 'cause I steady be goin' through pain
Steady be goin' through pain, this b*tch got me goin' insane
And I told that b*tch to drop to her knees, and focus on givin' me brain
Focus on givin' me top, you better not stop
I ran up my money, I'm makin' a lot
Hit yo' b*tch up and she came to my spot
Hit yo' b*tch up and shе came to my crib

[Verse]
n*ggas they know it's codeinе what I sip
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Cut the b*tch off 'cause I'm never a simp
Cut the b*tch off 'cause I'm never a cuck
Even though I know my b*tch gettin' f*cked
Even though I know my b*tch sellin' pus*y
di*kin' down b*tches, I'm never a rookie
Steppin' on b*tches, no n*gga can push me
And they know that I sat on that stage
'Cause I needed an oxygen tank
So that be the reason they hate
I just be laughin' my way to the bank
And I know that Isabell really a skate
Told her to leave, she wanted to stay
Gave her my heart, and she threw it away
And I just be easing the pain with drank
n*ggas mad at me 'cause they ain't heard of me, I ain't heard of you
Catch you lackin' in the front seat, we un-buckle you
Solar told me that she didn't love me, I didn't know what to do
I ain't know what to do, lay in my bed and I think of you
[Chorus]
Cut the b*tch off 'cause I know she really be f*ckin' my mans
Solar she told me she don't really love me, I don't understand
And Isabell came to the show, I shouldn't have brought her on stage
I'm sippin' on drank in the booth 'cause I steady be goin' through pain
Steady be goin' through pain, this b*tch got me goin' insane
And I told that b*tch to drop to her knees, and focus on givin' me brain
Focus on givin' me top, you better not stop
I ran up my money, I'm makin' a lot
Hit yo' b*tch up and she came to my spot
Hit yo' b*tch up and she came to my crib

[Outro]
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Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
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