TAKE DIS SHIT by Brexton

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Can't trust niggas 'cause all of 'em fake
 
And I fuck up my lungs with the drugs that I take
 
And them cigarettes, and them cigarettes
 
Got me feelin' good, she been feelin' wet
 
Are we done with this? Fucking hate this shit
 
Fuckin' hate this bitch, I can't take this shit...
 
 
 
Yeah, and this is the part where you fake cry
 
You must be trippin' at the same time
 
You should've known love was fake, thru the grapevine
 
And now I'm cryin' for help, tryna make time
 
And baby, you can't get back to me, you just waste time
 
Now there's no one to love me, yeah, I hate life
 
You must've got me high or somethin', I don't feel right
 
I thought love was just a game, I don't know what love even feels like
 
And this is the same song you wrote me
 
Baby, I hope you know that you broke me
 
Want your love, wanna be your one and only
 
But I fucked up and now I'm back to bein' lonely
 
We gon' go to Kalahari, fuck ass bitches wanna party
 
AK like I'm fuckin' Marty, I'm hardly sorry
 
I do this shit like Felicia Hardy
 
But I'm no Black Cat, I brought an army
 
And now bitches mad-mad, face purple like Barney
 
Got me addicted as fuck, laughin' hearty
 
'Cause you know you fucked up, yes you did, Charlie
 
I'ma do it like Steve Harvey, don't let me die, Quinn, no Harley
 
If I die, you can go call up Ari, we by the safari
 
I got the Ferrari, bitch, I'm no Barbie
 
Hit the bacardi, do it like Bob Marley, do it like iCarly
 
So now bitches Atari, do this shit like Akari
 
Fuck them hoes, I'm gettin' sparky
 
What do these hoes want? I'm like Lil Darkie
 
Love 2K FREESTYLE, I got them Smarties
 
Smokin' cigarettes, feelin' so gnarly
 
So what they wantin' next? I feel like Cardi
 
Feel like Nicki, feel like Carti, I smell good, smell like a Sharpie
 
Bitches hate me, yeah, my eyes be starry
 
I know they wan' take me, yeah, I don't know where my heart be
 
'Cause bitches tryna tame me, yeah, you know how good my bars be
 
They tried to bar me, bitches Archie, yeah
 
 
 
Can't trust niggas 'cause all of 'em fake
 
And I fuck up my lungs with the drugs that I take
 
And them cigarettes, and them cigarettes
 
Got me feelin' good, she been feelin' wet
 
Are we done with this? Fucking hate this shit
 
Fuckin' hate this bitch, I can't take this shit...
 
 
 
She got blue eyes, we did this two times
 
I know she hate me, is you mine?
 
Baby, I spent two dimes, tryna make you mine
 
Tryna make you right, 'cause I don't know what to do, aight
 
'Cause I fucked up more than two times
 
And I know she hate me, baby, it's coupe time
 
It's shoot time, now bitches tryna do lines
 
I need the lines, I need my life, I won't do time
 
I refuse to, I refuse time, I refuse life
 
I wanna be yours, yeah, and you can be mine
 
But now bitches tryna peep, right?
 
I know hoes tryna sneak, aight
 
'Cause I'm with all my bitches, fuck the guidelines
 
I'ma be in the limelight
 
You only loved me in hindsight
 
I really thought you were mine-mine
 
Guess not, but that's rules I gotta abide by
 
Pussy lil' bitch tryna waste my time
 
I'm with 5 guys, you cannot take my life
 
I refuse to die, you know if I'd die
 
I'd haunt ya for the rest of your life-life
 
And I want you to be my wife
 
Pussy bitches tryna take my knife
 
I stab 'em 30 damn times, it's prime time
 
Now hoes wanna lie-lie, so why lie-lie?
 
Okay, baby, she my darling, aight, 'cause I know she hate me, that's right
 
Wake up in the dead of night, I can't even get shit right
 
Pussy lil' bitch come at midnight, tryna fuck me, so bitch, sit tight
 
Give me your dough, lil' bitch, get right
 
I'm fucked up, can I get this right?
 
I'm down bad, tryna make shit tight
 
Uh, tryna make shit right, uh
 
Pussy bitch tryna talk that shit, I live a big life
 
We got thru some hard times, I say my heart's fine
 
But my heart been broken 20 times, yeah
 
 
 
Wake up, tryna get my dough up 'fore we break up
 
And nowadays I don't wanna wake up
 
I wake up to see you puttin' on makeup
 
And you my Amber Freeman, I'm your Tara Carpenter
 
Got me fucked up, she a soul-harvester
 
I just want yo' love, I wan' park in her
 
Yeah, baby, I'm your gardener
 
Platnin' seeds, plantin' trees, smokin' weed
 
Killin' weeds, pesticides, genocides
 
Exercise to emphasize what I specialize
 
In, okay, bitch, I can't empathize
 
Get the dough, bitches desensitized
 
What I've seen, baby, would break your heart
 
What I've been thru, baby, please play your part
 
What will we best decide? These hoes, they dead inside
 
We done this shit tens of times, uh
 
My darling, yeah, I just want you
 
And when you leave me it fuckin' breaks me
 
I don't really know why you hate me
 
You done broke my heart, you not my baby
 
Thought you was my lady, you done drove me crazy
 
Had to do a 180, Tom Brady, bitches petty
 
Like Tom Petty, bitches wanna end me
 
Nobody wan' befriend me, got the guns, yeah, we deadly
 
I'm in the back of the 'Bach, you can't tame me
 
 
 
Can't trust niggas 'cause all of 'em fake
 
And I fuck up my lungs with the drugs that I take
 
And them cigarettes, and them cigarettes
 
Got me feelin' good, she been feelin' wet
 
Are we done with this? Fucking hate this shit
 
Fuckin' hate this bitch, I can't take this shit...

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