Believe That lyrics

[Intro: Christopher Jones & Cameron Reid]
(Lol)
(Not the lol)
(Um, chile, anyways, so)
(Lmao)
(Lmaoo)
(Lol, lmao, you're a cornboard)
(I'm a what?)
(It was a TikTok trend)
(I don't even know what they be saying)
(I think they said cornboard)
(What's a cornboard)
(Like, I ain't never heard of that in my life)
(No clue what it is)
(Mmm mmm mmm)
(Mmm mmm mmm mmm)

Thought you was a caring b*tch
'Guess I was a wrong b*tch
Still stuck on somebody like you when I there are more people
Than just you
Might as well pretend you don't exist
'Cause I'm tired of your sh*t
And now I'm screwed up
f*cked up
Cut my throat?
b*tch. I wish you would
It's getting to the point where I really want to sue you
For all the sh*t your hoodie put mе through
I don't know if I like you
Or love you
Becausе b*tch...
You're just a switchup
And I'm like... "what the f*ck?"
I'm tired of this
And I ain't got no tears left to cry
Like...
(I know Ariana said "Something about makes me feel like a Dangerous Woman")
(Well... I feel like a Dangerous Man when it comes to this n*gga)
(I done, so f*cking done with him)
(And his crew)
(Y'all don't wanna see King and Queen of Mean)
(Do you?)

Tired of the damn lies, and the rumors
I don't believe that
b*tch says he gonna miss me
It makes him feel bad
I don't believe that
b*tch says he gonna run up on me
He can fight like that
I don't believe that
And I'm tired of the damn lies, I don't believe that
(Hahaha)

Why y'all gotta be salty?
And toxic?
What did I do to you?
The hoodie sh*t is in the past
So what?
Got a problem?
See a damn doctor!
This n*gga wanna fight me, on the first day
I'm not finna f*ck up my freshman year
Over some dumb sh*t
n*gga, you a b*tch
And I don't care if 'b*tch" has a deeper meaning to you
These hoes think that I'm the same Cameron
Laid-back and always on that damn Chromebook
Well he is dead, just like your ass
If you keep f*cking with me
(I'm more b*tchy than ever)
Keep opinions muted, 'cause I don't have any f*cks to give
And my aunt tryna figure out why you're so mad that I like you
When you're not even that cute
And what she says goes b*tch
(You disgust me!)
(Talking 'bout some, "If Jasmine wasn't gay, she can get the clap-clap")
(b*tch!)
(You're lucky Alexis made a fake account)
(Because if it was real, Nazhir would have beat that ass)
(Runup on me at West Florence, b*tch)
(Instead of getting your rounds with me, you gonna get your rounds with this Pepper Spray)
(b*tch...)

Tired of the damn lies, and the rumors
I don't believe that
b*tch says he gonna miss me
It makes him feel bad
I don't believe that
b*tch says he gonna run up on me
He can fight like that
I don't believe that
And I'm tired of the damn lies, I don't believe that
Tired of the damn lies, and the rumors
I don't believe that
b*tch says he gonna miss me
It makes him feel bad
I don't believe that
b*tch says he gonna run up on me
He can fight like that
I don't believe that
And I'm tired of the damn lies, I don't believe that
(Hahaha)
He can't think of any other insult other than weirdo
That's not even mean, the f*ck? (Hehehe)
No... the least I can do is give his some clout off this song
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