[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