It’s Not Me, It’s You lyrics

[Verse 1]
Hm, yeah aight
Ain't not relations, I'm yo' n*gga for the night
I'm her MCM, girl I know that you like me
I know you a dog, you ain't finna bark or bite me
I can't leave without the heat 'cause I feel like a cold n*gga
And I'ma need my 500 to get on the phone with you
Bro stop blowin' up yo' b*tch phone 'cause I'm at home with her
And Ion give a f*ck, I let the homies hit her
I'm a sh*t talker, I should make my own twitter
And I don't trust nobody but my n*gga Smith & Wesson, b*tch
I don't really want you I just really want yo' best friend

[Chorus]
Girl don't call my phone (Hm)
We just gotta talk because you don't understand, I cannot be your man
But I been thinkin' 'bout you
b*tch, you ain't worth sh*t so now it's over with, I'm with another b*tch now (Ooh)

[Verse 2]
A n*gga play with me, we gone send him to meet Jesus
I been getting hoes since the first grade at recess
b*tch I'm a joint, how are you, nice to meet you
These n*ggas on the gram so ridiculous
If she bob and weave, that's the only time I'll miss a b*tch
Money, head and weed, the only thing I want for Christmas
I'm getting head from the love of someone else's life
And n*ggas snake the ones they love, so I been thinking twice, n*gga
I like my b*tch mean, come and join the winning team
If anything, I can never give a wedding ring
You cheat on me, I'ma act a fool off this percy
She just wanna f*ck me day and night, early morning
Wish a n*gga would, he gone end up in the wood
He come from rich houses, but he tryna claim a hood
He's not listening, turn him to a mystery
You the type to google me then delete all your history
[Chorus]
Girl don't call my phone (Hm)
We just gotta talk because you don't understand, I cannot be your man
But I been thinkin' 'bout you
b*tch, you ain't worth sh*t so now it's over with, I'm with another b*tch now (Ooh)

[Verse 3]
I don't do relations, I'm nothing like you expected
I can't cuff you, b*tch, let the police arrest you
Remember having to put my hand up, to use the restroom
But now I'm the sh*t, been the joint, you could say that
Interrogation room, just lying every question they may ask
Don't play on my phone, you bookin' di*k? Then just say that
The only time you look good is with lashes on and a facemask
Thot, I know you give me head but please get me out your thoughts
f*ck cornona virus, man a n*gga can't even cough without a n*gga lookin' at me like I'm sick
This money that I spent just might make your b*tch fold
I'm convinced you b*tches is rollers like ya'll from 6-0
Ex-b*tch told me she love me, she wasn't 10 toes down
You got that super soaker, lil' baby just let me drown
I turn a b*tch smile to a frown if she play me
I could turn your Honda Civic into a Mercedes
She keep calling me daddy, I ain't even got no baby
I ain't even got no kids, dead homies, hm
Yeah aight
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