[Hook]
Why you hit me up on my cellphone
I dont wanna talk about it (x3)
So you wanna f** wit me now
I dont wanna talk about it (x3)
[Verse 1]
Where were you on them cold nights
In the dark when a n***a had no lights
Now you wanna turn up infront of strobe lights
Say you wanna ride or die for me for life
But you faking like silicone
Real n***a talk know that ima bring it home
You be talking till yo mu'f**ing minutes gone
But i ain't listen to you speak now you feel alone
And you know that i hate
b**hes that want me for me fame
So why is you acting that sh** ain't attractive
You need to just stop it you lame
I hang up on yo a**, business man too busy gettin' cash
Bad b**hes on the pole livin' fast, more money more girls do the math
[Hook]
Why you hit me up on my cellphone
I don't wanna talk about it (x3)
So you wanna f** with me now
But i don't wanna talk abut it (x3)
So you wanna f** with me now
But i don't wanna talk about it (x3)
[Verse 2]
Cliché b**h in a cliché whip
Talkin' cliché sh** to a trill a** n***a
But f** all these hoes, i mob with the bros
I'm a get paid now make a mil a** n***a and you know it
Missed calls i ain't wit it tho
Only time a n***a feel her is when im in the ho
Ain't a single damn number saved in my phone
But if i hit em up, ready know they finna blow
Grind mode on swole, ain't nobody gon' stop me on go
I don't see a red light n***as know, im a made a** n***a head to toe
Got a problem i ain't trippin on you
Go head do yo thing haters never get it with you
Come up when its done, but they ain't never did it with you
I'll run up on yo lady like 'aye' and let them feelings get you