revenge

Goddamn, I don't know what to do

I see your texts but I don't really like you

You got me fucked up, do I have to remind you? (huh, uh)

Niggas fake, it ain't nothing new

Got a bitch and she got a lil' attitude

Got a bag, gotta do what I gotta do (oh)

And why this nigga acting like he my friend?

I thought we all would be bros in the end

I'm so high off this gas, I can't land

But I guess not

And it's fucked up, and you fucked up

And I hate you, I despise you

But in the end, it doesn't even matter

Goddamn, I don't know what to do

I see your texts but I don't really like you

You got me fucked up, do I have to remind you? (huh, uh)

Niggas fake, it ain't nothing new

Got a bitch and she got a lil' attitude

Got a bag, gotta do what I gotta do

In the end it's your fault, I don't really care

In the end it's your loss, I don't really care

In the end it's your loss, I don't really care

Yeah, yeah