Lyrics
She, I don't want her
Yeah
She more
She, I don't want her
Yeah
It ain't remix, ain't but judging drama
Yeah
Girl you better talk to me nicely
I've been through a lot, bitch like you
I don't wanna talk,
no I don't wanna sleep with you
I'm just a sleeping brother,
I don't wanna drink with you
You already chose the wrong guy
You don't care about me at all
Even if I think of you tomorrow morning,
please don't hit me up
My notifications are already stacked up
Shawty you talking too much,
I'm not getting my good luck
I wish you all good luck, find your good luck
I can't be your Nate Clover
Already attention pulling over,
all these bitches they hit me up
It's all the same, I'm too busy to * for real
I'd rather be with her, I'm not proud of you
I think you're way too stubborn
I've already made my decision, just accept it
* your mindset,
I'm here and there all night Stuck in Boston,
chillin' with some champagne
Girl, that's a damn shame It's fun, right?
You're looking for a girl in a dark club,
diamond chain
Just thinking about it makes me dizzy, your love
You'll get confused,
what you did,
it's a bit low in love
If it's too cold,
I apologize You're now making your money,
look out yeah
Lyrics She,
I don't want her Yeah She more She,
I don't want her Yeah
This remix ain't a problem,
yeah Free bottle,
I don't want her Yeah
Clubbing is my real thing, I don't want her Yeah
All black Instagram, I don't want her Yeah
Think twice before you talk to me,
yeah Don't * with type bitch,
just go to sleep
Yo,
you're a rapper,
but you're just a dumbass,
hurry up and put it down
I'm just gonna turn it upside down,
put the phone down,
I'm a bodybuilder
Yo,
rip that pant,
my tank is going to stare at you
I'm in a good mood, I'm trippin' now
Walk in this club with my DJ
Yo, shut up and let me drink
Yo, I'm gonna pour it all in my body
With my eyes wide open,
I'm gonna smoke a cigarette
She's an old lover,
I don't even know where my pick at
Yo,
get the * out,
I should've been with myself,
* street cat
I'm a cheap bitch with your heart,
like I'm holding a gun
*, I get it, I'm tired of this *
Yo, get that one on my dick
Make a billion, I'll be back in 31 and sleep
I can't stop, I'm like a dirt on my sleeve
I don't want to waste time,
I'd rather hang out with my queen
Blur, she, I don't want her Yeah
Smoke, she, I don't want her Yeah
This remix is a second-hand phone, yeah
Free bottle, I don't want her, yeah
All black Instagram, I don't want her, yeah
Think twice before you talk to me, yeah
Don't * with type bitch,
just go to sleep,
yeah