RINGTONE (MY ALARMS) by BREXTON

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Turn off my ringtone, my alarms yeah
 
Niggas so fake I play with em, stack of cards yeah
 
Bitch I pull up with your bitch, broke her heart yea
 
I know niggas SoFaygo, rip em apart, yea
 
Baby, you a monster, baby we some goners
 
Pull up wit the choppers, shootin at my father
 
Turn off my ringtone, my alarms yeah
 
Niggas so fake I play them with a card, yeah
 
C-c-card, yea
 
 
 
Understand me 'fore you talk all dat shit
 
Tryna condemn me, bitch, you can suck on this dick
 
Cannot stand me, I walk in with a stick
 
Baby Bandy, niggas want all my shit, uh
 
And I know you wanna fuck slow
 
Got me high, I can't really love hoes
 
And I got the dough, know you love dough
 
Bitch want my soul, you know how that shit goes, uh
 
And I got the dough for you, the shit I do for you
 
The shit I went thru for you, the coupe is blue
 
Fuck outta my face, you broke me
 
Bitch, was I ever your one and only?
 
Under a nigga's spell, I said I really wished you well
 
That was a lie, now that I'm stuck in this cell
 
I wonder if I'm in Heaven or Hell
 
Prolly Hell cuz Imma sinner, sinner
 
I eat niggas like you for dinner, dinner
 
My whole life I wanted to be a winner, winner
 
It never happened so I lay back in my bed and imagine
 
What coulda happened if I reached my dreams
 
And started not duckin' the action
 
And changed the way I acted, cause the way I was actin'
 
Mama said it was unacceptable, my shit impeccable
 
You hoes stay professional, I diss you hoes in the confessional
 
Like this is Total Drama, bitch, you fat like Owen
 
Biggest beefsteak my ass, you left me broken
 
Bitches can kiss my ass they my opponents
 
I'll never be last if you haven't noticed, yeah
 
Come onto me, bitch, you fuck on me
 
Please-please love on me, come on me, uh
 
These bitches, they want my luxury, uh
 
I don't give these hoes my company, uh
 
Feel like I'm Azealia Banks wit' my luxury
 
These niggas give then they take, don't fuck with me
 
Cause if you wan' play we can play, she in love with me
 
I ain't one to play no games, no arcade, bitch, fuck off me, uh
 
I was so in love with you it was scary
 
Got me fucked up, Bloody Mary
 
I couldn't give 2 fucks, I might end up like Harry
 
Osborn in MSM2, bitch, I'm legendary, uh
 
And my shit, it really varies, I do not play real fairly
 
You want my soul, my soul I carry
 
Niggas took half of what made me a whole, ain't ordinary
 
Bitch, you took my soul, I'm gettin' married
 
Bitch I made a goal, you ain't even my primary, hoe
 
You just secondary, guns like we the military
 
Bring the army, bitch, it's necessary
 
She don't love me, shit, she married, uh
 
I still fell for you, no need to worry, I'll be gone in a hurry
 
Mama say I ain't worthy, fucking on your body, you done heard me
 
And these bitches say I'm nerdy, they say I'm so damn wordy
 
Got the Glocky, it's 2:30, we outside, we-we gettin' sturdy
 
We thirsty, demolition derby, her hair curly
 
Bitches act like Shirley, I do em dirty
 
Need the drugs, I feel like Felicia Hardy, that bitch wearin' my jersey
 
You cheat on me, nigga, I kill your ass early
 
She a freak hoe, she freaky, Lord give her mercy uh
 
Cuz we gon kill her ass, on our journey, uh
 
And I put dat hoe on a gurney, dead ass hoe in a flurry
 
Cape Verde, fucking end my life, my hand movements they jerky
 
Substance, I need dem substances, you heard me
 
Don't fuck with me, you not that quirky
 
And she tried to swerve me, she tried to curve me
 
I'm high off Perky, I feel like Courtney
 
Bitches hurt me, they tried to burn me
 
And I got all this dough, my new bitch curvy
 
She said, "I js get so nervy" (Nervy, uh) She a bird, she birdy
 
Feelin like she Ferige, she wan' get real flirty
 
She a bird, birdy, she chirpin', she chirpy
 
Fuck outta my life, yeah, you done hurt me
 
 
 
Turn off my ringtone, my alarms yeah
 
Niggas so fake I play with em, stack of cards yeah
 
Bitch I pull up with your bitch, broke her heart yea
 
I know niggas SoFaygo, rip em apart, yea
 
Baby, you a monster, baby we some goners
 
Pull up wit the choppers, shootin at my father
 
Turn off my ringtone, my alarms yeah
 
Niggas so fake I play them with a card, yeah
 
C-c-card, yea
 
 
 
Okay, I feel like Peter Parker, like my ass forgotten
 
Bitch we in the MCU, RIP Tony, make me wanna vomit
 
Bitches want my wallet, want my profits
 
She so fuckin' money hungry, I can't stop it
 
Bitch what you wantin from me? I ain't got it
 
Niggas think they can run from me, well they can't
 
To be honest, I really don't give 2 damns, no-oh-oh
 
Shake some, ecstasy, when she love me it feel so heavenly
 
Fuck on me, love-love on me, be next to me
 
She seated next to me, she the next to be in line
 
Pretty motherfuckers, they wanna die
 
Fucking on you all the time at night
 
I take drugs to get you off my mind
 
You can fuck off cause I'm on my grind
 
You can fuck off, you'll ruin my prime-ime
 
Cheddar and the cheese, yeah
 
You can go and leave, yeah
 
Bitch you can't have me, nah
 
Bitch, I'm with my G's, yeah
 
Got the lock and the key, I wanna be set free
 
Feel like Billy and Stu, bitch, I am on a spree
 
And I cannot love you, no, you gotta just leave
 
Cuz you don't know who to believe, uh
 
Niggas can't handle the heat, busted AC, 100 damn degrees
 
What do you want from me? The money? Uh
 
I got so much dough knew she was a fiend, fiend
 
I know what she need, and it's the weed, weed
 
Bitch, I got the V's, yeah, she want me? She can't get me, yeah
 
I feel like I'm lil Darkie I done hit the bacardi
 
Hoes wanna just go party, I tell her barely, hardly
 
And I feel like Ed Hardy, these bitches wanna chart me
 
And I only cared for you partly
 
Nigga come take it, you want it, uh
 
And I wan' vomit, make his head fly like a comet
 
Niggas think that I got it, don't got it
 
Bitch she took my soul I don't even want it
 
You can have it if you want it
 
Heart so broken you can't see it
 
These niggas fake and you've seen it, so why don't you believe it?
 
Bitch I got all this money gon spend it
 
My head spins all the time when you're 'round, do you sense it?
 
I always feel your presence, and your scent is
 
Drivin me crazy, my new shit be scented
 
Bitch wanna take me to court, I resent it
 
And I know what she is, she's a dead bitch
 
She want me dead, I can sense it (sense, sense it)
 
Got the senzu beans, she feel threatened
 
She wanna sue me, go ahead, bitch
 
Don't know where I'm headed
 
Like what the fuck are my intentions?
 
This shit parental discretion (ayy, ayy, ayy)
 
Baby, where am I heading? (She don't know)
 
You're who I'd welcome death with
 
That's something you could've led with
 
You always fucking misled shit
 
Bitch, you're gone, yeah, you're a dead bitch
 
Outta my house, outta my face, immediately
 
You never even treated me decently
 
You just want me dead, like previously
 
You been in my head vehemently
 
Get out of my head, I do not want that
 
Bitches so mad from the front, back
 
Got me VVS, if you really want that
 
That's something you really want back
 
But you can't have me back
 
Give these niggas heart attacks, put his ass in cardiac
 
Hoes say I'm insane and manic
 
Like fuck this shit, goddamnit
 
I scrape my nails against the granite
 
I fucking hate this entire planet
 
Kill us all God if you hear me
 
I want all these niggas to fear me, uh
 
 
 
Turn off my ringtone, my alarms yeah
 
Niggas so fake I play with em, stack of cards yeah
 
Bitch I pull up with your bitch, broke her heart yea
 
I know niggas SoFaygo, rip em apart, yea
 
Baby, you a monster, baby we some goners
 
Pull up wit the choppers, shootin at my father
 
Turn off my ringtone, my alarms yeah
 
Niggas so fake I play them with a card, yeah
 
C-c-card, yea

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