M-city J.r. - Addicted To My Ex lyrics

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M-city J.r. - Addicted To My Ex lyrics

I'm addicted to flexin' on my old hoes Hand-me-downs, they 'aint worth more than my old clothes I might f** her, but I keep that on the low low oooohhhhh I keep that on the low low On the low low I think I'm addicted to flexin' on my old hoes I think I'm addicted to flexin' on my old hoes I think I'm addicted to flexin' on my old hoes I think I'm addicted to flexin' on my old Hoooooooooeeeees Flexin' on my old Hoooooooooeeeees I'm addicted to 'em I, I flex on my ex every time that she text me i'm looking like, hold up (yaaaaaah) I know I'm the sh** but she say I 'aint sh** but she on my dick b**h shut up (yaaaaaaah) I'm taking my new b**h to places I took her she cannot afford then I post it on Instagram stuttin' she trying to ignore You mad or nah? (yaaaaaaah) I bought a new whip just to spy on that b**h she be catching the bus Seen her pretending I'm picking her up when I pulled up I gave her the finger and SKIIIIRT I bought her a gift didn't return it I took it right back to my I 'aint gonna never get back with her unless she s** me like drakula listen I'm telling you I, I see her in public they stunt on a b**h do you see this coke I, I keep her around and she just gonna drown and jump off the boat (I lied) I sent her text and told her I love her and sent a reply She blow up my phone and won't leave me alone so b*tch BYE (yaaaaaaah) I'm addicted to flexin' on my old hoes Hand-me-downs, they 'aint worth more than my old clothes I might f** her but I keep that on the low low oooohhhhhh I keep that on the low low On the low low I think I'm addicted to flexin' on my old hoes I think I'm addicted to flexin' on my old hoes I think I'm addicted to flexin' on my old hoes I think I'm addicted to flexin' on my old Hoooooooooeeeees Flexin' on my old Hoooooooooeeeees I'm addicted to 'em I, I showed up to all of her family events 'cause her mama still love me (I love you mama) But she got a new n***a so when I pull up he be looking so jelly (I hate that n***a) If I'm really on tip I might even show up with one of her buddies (I f**ed her too) As soon as she come up to hug me I look and I say b**h what (yaaaaaaah) She tell all her friends that I 'aint the man the f** you mean (yaaaaaaah) I know that she want me she peep on my roly so f**ing flee (hold up) And speaking of rolys I left for a local she waste my time she tryna' come over and f** But I cannot see her I'm legally blind (barely) (yaaaaaaah) I'm swaggin whistling I'm swaggin if you had me then you a has been look at me now with young n***a fashion My, you b**hes name is jasmine, I, never do cuff for my pa**ing, like, a college exam b**h I am the man I don't give a damn so b*tch BYE (yaaaaaaah) I'm addicted to flexin' on my old hoes Hand-me-downs, they 'aint worth more than my old clothes I might f** her, but I keep that on the low low oooohhhhh I keep that on the low low On the low low I think I'm addicted to flexin' on my old hoes I think I'm addicted to flexin' on my old hoes I think I'm addicted to flexin' on my old hoes I think I'm addicted to flexin' on my old Hoooooooooeeeees Flexin' on my old Hoooooooooeeeees I'm addicted to 'em