Kid Ink - Girlfriend (Remix) lyrics

[Intro: Kap G] Why the f** this b**h texting my phone? You’re not my girlfriend [Chorus: Kap G] I just took a flick with your girlfriend I been kickin’ sh** with your girlfriend I just smoked a blunt with your girlfriend I think that I’m done with your girlfriend All up in my business, she been lurkin’ I’ve been tryna to tell her bye, it ain’t workin’ I think that I’m done with your girlfriend I just smoked a blunt with your girlfriend [Verse 1: Kid Ink] You shouldn’t have let her out if you don’t trust your girlfriend She say she roll swishas so I let that girl sit I don’t need your b**hes ’cause I got my own hoes Prince of my city and she [?] Run it up, run it, run it like Jackie Jones She told me sign her titties and I never folded I can’t lie, that a** curvy like macaroni I might hit you if she throw it at me, back and forth By the waitress, keep on bringin’ Aces by the cases Then it’s time on the AP, pa** it to her, tell her face it, that’s your problem This your night and she gon’ never get ignored Why you mad at me? I ain’t even let her in I ain’t even know that’s your girlfriend But I could k** the p**y like I’m Persian She like the tats on my face like Birdman Know I stay in my bag, n***a, Birkin [Chorus: Kap G] I just took a flick with your girlfriend I been kickin’ sh** with your girlfriend I just smoked a blunt with your girlfriend I think that I’m done with your girlfriend All up in my business, she been lurkin’ I’ve been tryna to tell her bye, it ain’t workin’ I think that I’m done with your girlfriend I just smoked a blunt with your girlfriend [Verse 2: Kap G] Get out my lane, that’s candy paint Took out the brain, I’m at the flame We not the same, Louis V frame Look where I came, from Marta trains Look at my game, I’m like King James I’m making movies, just like the Wayans f** what she sayin’, she want a ring Pimpin’ ain’t easy, Big Daddy Kane Baby Ion’t even know yo name Hundred on the dash like I’m Dame She wanna take trips to Romane Call me David, I’m the one to blame I can’t even do it, babe, sorry, I can’t even lie Why you tryna f** with me babe? You got another guy She said, “Can I come again?” Maybe, girl, another time Tramp stamp on her back, what is that a bu*terfly? Blowin’ on the gas from the Amoco I just hit yo girl in my Polo Pajamas tho Gotta stay strapped like I’m Rambo tho And she thick and she pretty (like who?) like Amber Rose [Chorus: Kap G] I just took a flick with your girlfriend I been kickin’ sh** with your girlfriend I just smoked a blunt with your girlfriend I think that I’m done with your girlfriend All up in my business, she been lurkin’ I’ve been tryna to tell her bye, it ain’t workin’ I think that I’m done with your girlfriend I just smoked a blunt with your girlfriend